A brief short story I wrote
##TheDiagnosis
she looked at her left hand
lying on the pillow
Soft and still
and the beautiful brown hand
gently holding it
his thumb gently placed in her palm
the 4 brown fingers
cradling the back of her hand
his brown forearm
peacefully stacked on hers
the colors were so vibrant
Vivian, a doctor of 56
enjoyed the moment
fighting off urges
to “judge” the moment
bludgeon it out of existence
it met all the qualifications
to be labeled
a “one night stand”
but it really wasn’t
His name was Avery
a jazz pianist
at a high end bar
near the hospital
it was her secret hideaway
where she could unwind
from being a Doctor
a life where she spent all her time
all day
seeing everything
healthy, not-healthy
clothed, unclothed
giving good news
giving bad news
knowing When to ask
knowing When NOT to ask
touch, not-touch
poke, not-poke
Avery was popular
deservedly so
the type of “handsome”
you couldn’t ignore
but not “movie star” looks
something softer
more approachable
he was a consummate professional
he didn’t carry himself
like “every girl wanted him”
quite the opposite
he found it insane
to think they do
he just loved to play
and every woman “listening”
…or watching could feel it
the passion in him
there were plenty of “regulars”
Vivian was one of them
a fan of the Thursday crowd
before the weekend madness
after the Monday alcoholics
it made her heart tingle
knowing he recognized her
acknowledged her
and looked forward to talking to her
he gave her attention
it’s nice to be seen and heard
people ignore Doctors all the time
preferring and determined
to keep their habits
this interaction on Thursdays
dissipated all that energy
She found herself attracted to him
he was funny too
she made an effort
to look nice
she felt beautiful around him
she did what “beautiful” do
laughed
smiled
leaned in
looked him in the eye
she even got jealous
if she sensed another lady
moving in on him
which was..often
abut it was clear
he wasn’t a “horndog”
sleeping with anyone or anything
listening to Avery was an outlet
One night she leaned in
to Leave a tip
as another customer thanked him
….she noticed it
a bulge
a visible penis outline
not an erection
a shape indicating
a nice sized penis
it was dark in the club
no one could ever see
unless you were close
she left
slightly aroused
she hadn’t noticed before
she didn’t look either
his clothes always fit nicely
he never flaunted his body
she took deep breaths at every traffic light
then laughed at herself
for noticing
she’s a doctor for heavens sake
yet, it felt good
to *feel* like a woman again
how strange it felt
to diagnose Cancer
yet fear to diagnose
“I’m horny”
She got home
lied in bed
and started replaying
how the evening began
her hand on his thigh
as he played
gently moving up
onto the formless bulge
listening to music
and feeling “it” take shape
both afraid to look at each other
no words either
just….feelings
and desires
he was tempted to stop playing
she said “no”
“keep playing”
it was the last song of the night
she got up
and started to apologize
he stopped her
by inviting elsewhere
for a bite to eat
she accepted
they founds place nearby
ordered a sandwich
she broke the nervous energy
“I love that song”
he countered with
“you’re like me
you have the gift
of Touch”
he continued
“I almost lost my mind
when you put your hand
on my thigh “
they looked at each other
in the sensual silence
his humor intervened
“they should invent a *******
called a “Cold Shower”
cause I think I need one
..a “double” in-fact
they laughed
She was bold
or at least
…..felt bold
“I live nearby
if you want a night-cap”
he accepted
it was a beautiful place
classy
a “woman of substance”
lives here
he admired her place
everything about this
is beautiful
You are too
she hadn’t heard that
for a long long time
embarrassingly enough
it’s been years
but it *still* feels good to hear
it was her turn
to inject humor
and suggested
“lets decide
which ingredients
go into our new *******
The Cold Shower”
he walked up behind her
saying, that’s easy
“a warm embrace”
as he held her snug
she melted into him
he suggested
she kick off her shoes
she slipped out of
her 3 inch peep-toes
he added
“warm kisses”
on her neck and lips
“five fingers”
dancing along her cleavage
unbuttoning her blouse
revealing a beautiful bra
he paused
to admire her breasts
it felt like a ray of sunshine
to receive the attention
she waited patiently
for Avery
to touch them
grab them
anything he wanted
she leaned into him
silently encouraging him
to take his fill
and he did
she let out a sigh
as he lifted her breasts
squeezed
and pushed them together
he tugged them nurturingly
until they were out of the
still-clasped bra
protruding up
“on display”
nipples fully erect
as he grazed them
playing a “song”
she whimpered
he kissed her again
and pulled her hair
and held her
to calm her down
She got up
for a glass of water
still dressed
pants on
Blouse open
bra on
tits out
she grabbed his hand
and lead him
to her bed
sat next to him
in the moonlight
and told him
it’s my turn
I need to play MY song
She kissed him
then unbuttoned his shirt
she rubbed her hand
over his chest
she touched a million people
but rarely like this
her only intent
was to Arouse
her right hand
on his thigh
focused on the mass
of …dick
it slowly hardened
took shape
she had him stand
she unzipped his pants
and had him lying down
She watched the bulge
in front of her
mumbled
“MY turn to play”
she tugged at the bulge
with both hands
making it grow
slipping her hands under the leg bands
meeting on his penis
his face was peaceful
he surrendered to the pleasure
of her Touch
it felt good
to be herself
to enjoy Touching for Pleasure
it’s her love language
nobody thinks a Doctor
would say
“I need to play with your dick”
but this *was* Vivian
she pulled the shorts off
it was bigger than she imagined
and beautiful
brown…thick
veiny
a soft arc to the erection
a sight to see
she kept touching
his sounds urged her on
a woman loves
*hearing* audible confirmation
of her pleasure
her fingertips
explored every inch of him
with plenty of inches leftover
she grabbed it with both hands
squeezing and stroking it
she leaned in to kiss it
running her lips
down the shaft
along the urethra
his body writhing
Back up she went
with more pressure
and the tip of her tongue
then back down again
and up again
with her whole tongue
make no mistake about it
she was truly
enjoying his cock
and making it feel good
gently she rubbed her face across it
feeling every vein
across her nose and lips
to the other side
then gently tapped it
against her cheek
she wanted to feel the mass
of this remarkable erection
it felt like a fully charged
garden hose
then back across her face
finally slipping the head
Between her lips
where she could glide her tongue
across his frenulum
like He did, she stopped
to kiss him
and calm him down
she couldn’t resist talking to him
“It felt so good
to do that
..to just enjoy a dick
…I need to ride this”
She mounted him
and unleashed
decades-worth of sex on Avery
poor Avery, lol
her hands pressing into his chest
she thrusted against his erection
her clitoris squeezed between the two of them
it felt fabulous
unbelievably pleasurable
she rode him for 20 minutes
varying up her motions
completely and totally
fucking him
mounting her black stud
no room for fear or shame
it was pure lust
the Lust everyone dreams of
with a few final thrusts
she exploded onto him
and her sounds reflected it too
her hands clenched
Her fingernails on the precipice
of breaking his skin
her pussy pressed down on him
plunging his cock of cum
drawing it out of him
draining him completely
they collapsed onto each other
and fell asleep
their bodies taking charge
both deciding to shut down
to put them to sleep
they woke up where we began
her seeing the beautiful contrast
remembering every detail
of the “songs” they wrote
and the ******* they created
she smiled
forsing out negative thoughts
trying rob the moment
and 2nd-guess everything
it was beautiful
Absolutely Beautiful
to Receive pleasure
by Giving pleasure
She felt him stir behind him
waking up
feeling his cock
sleeping peacefully
against her vagina
to be exact..
the whole length of her vagina
she reached her hand
setting it on his firm brown ass
hoping for a “response”
she knew if her vagina
felt even the slightest twitch
she would back-into him
and receive him
no questions asked
She giggled to herself
her own Diagnosis
Vivian needed
a good fuck
with a good dick
preferably black
being silly, she asked herself
“How many milligrams
equal 9 inches of big black dick?”
then she felt it
…the twitch
“oh *******”
Was her last thought
she knew he’d
take his “sexual revenge”
LOL
“have at it, Sexy Piano Man”
take it out on my pussy.
..and he did.
Good Boy Avery
he always knew
what “song” to play
and when.
##TheDiagnosis
she looked at her left hand
lying on the pillow
Soft and still
and the beautiful brown hand
gently holding it
his thumb gently placed in her palm
the 4 brown fingers
cradling the back of her hand
his brown forearm
peacefully stacked on hers
the colors were so vibrant
Vivian, a doctor of 56
enjoyed the moment
fighting off urges
to “judge” the moment
bludgeon it out of existence
it met all the qualifications
to be labeled
a “one night stand”
but it really wasn’t
His name was Avery
a jazz pianist
at a high end bar
near the hospital
it was her secret hideaway
where she could unwind
from being a Doctor
a life where she spent all her time
all day
seeing everything
healthy, not-healthy
clothed, unclothed
giving good news
giving bad news
knowing When to ask
knowing When NOT to ask
touch, not-touch
poke, not-poke
Avery was popular
deservedly so
the type of “handsome”
you couldn’t ignore
but not “movie star” looks
something softer
more approachable
he was a consummate professional
he didn’t carry himself
like “every girl wanted him”
quite the opposite
he found it insane
to think they do
he just loved to play
and every woman “listening”
…or watching could feel it
the passion in him
there were plenty of “regulars”
Vivian was one of them
a fan of the Thursday crowd
before the weekend madness
after the Monday alcoholics
it made her heart tingle
knowing he recognized her
acknowledged her
and looked forward to talking to her
he gave her attention
it’s nice to be seen and heard
people ignore Doctors all the time
preferring and determined
to keep their habits
this interaction on Thursdays
dissipated all that energy
She found herself attracted to him
he was funny too
she made an effort
to look nice
she felt beautiful around him
she did what “beautiful” do
laughed
smiled
leaned in
looked him in the eye
she even got jealous
if she sensed another lady
moving in on him
which was..often
abut it was clear
he wasn’t a “horndog”
sleeping with anyone or anything
listening to Avery was an outlet
One night she leaned in
to Leave a tip
as another customer thanked him
….she noticed it
a bulge
a visible penis outline
not an erection
a shape indicating
a nice sized penis
it was dark in the club
no one could ever see
unless you were close
she left
slightly aroused
she hadn’t noticed before
she didn’t look either
his clothes always fit nicely
he never flaunted his body
she took deep breaths at every traffic light
then laughed at herself
for noticing
she’s a doctor for heavens sake
yet, it felt good
to *feel* like a woman again
how strange it felt
to diagnose Cancer
yet fear to diagnose
“I’m horny”
She got home
lied in bed
and started replaying
how the evening began
her hand on his thigh
as he played
gently moving up
onto the formless bulge
listening to music
and feeling “it” take shape
both afraid to look at each other
no words either
just….feelings
and desires
he was tempted to stop playing
she said “no”
“keep playing”
it was the last song of the night
she got up
and started to apologize
he stopped her
by inviting elsewhere
for a bite to eat
she accepted
they founds place nearby
ordered a sandwich
she broke the nervous energy
“I love that song”
he countered with
“you’re like me
you have the gift
of Touch”
he continued
“I almost lost my mind
when you put your hand
on my thigh “
they looked at each other
in the sensual silence
his humor intervened
“they should invent a *******
called a “Cold Shower”
cause I think I need one
..a “double” in-fact
they laughed
She was bold
or at least
…..felt bold
“I live nearby
if you want a night-cap”
he accepted
it was a beautiful place
classy
a “woman of substance”
lives here
he admired her place
everything about this
is beautiful
You are too
she hadn’t heard that
for a long long time
embarrassingly enough
it’s been years
but it *still* feels good to hear
it was her turn
to inject humor
and suggested
“lets decide
which ingredients
go into our new *******
The Cold Shower”
he walked up behind her
saying, that’s easy
“a warm embrace”
as he held her snug
she melted into him
he suggested
she kick off her shoes
she slipped out of
her 3 inch peep-toes
he added
“warm kisses”
on her neck and lips
“five fingers”
dancing along her cleavage
unbuttoning her blouse
revealing a beautiful bra
he paused
to admire her breasts
it felt like a ray of sunshine
to receive the attention
she waited patiently
for Avery
to touch them
grab them
anything he wanted
she leaned into him
silently encouraging him
to take his fill
and he did
she let out a sigh
as he lifted her breasts
squeezed
and pushed them together
he tugged them nurturingly
until they were out of the
still-clasped bra
protruding up
“on display”
nipples fully erect
as he grazed them
playing a “song”
she whimpered
he kissed her again
and pulled her hair
and held her
to calm her down
She got up
for a glass of water
still dressed
pants on
Blouse open
bra on
tits out
she grabbed his hand
and lead him
to her bed
sat next to him
in the moonlight
and told him
it’s my turn
I need to play MY song
She kissed him
then unbuttoned his shirt
she rubbed her hand
over his chest
she touched a million people
but rarely like this
her only intent
was to Arouse
her right hand
on his thigh
focused on the mass
of …dick
it slowly hardened
took shape
she had him stand
she unzipped his pants
and had him lying down
She watched the bulge
in front of her
mumbled
“MY turn to play”
she tugged at the bulge
with both hands
making it grow
slipping her hands under the leg bands
meeting on his penis
his face was peaceful
he surrendered to the pleasure
of her Touch
it felt good
to be herself
to enjoy Touching for Pleasure
it’s her love language
nobody thinks a Doctor
would say
“I need to play with your dick”
but this *was* Vivian
she pulled the shorts off
it was bigger than she imagined
and beautiful
brown…thick
veiny
a soft arc to the erection
a sight to see
she kept touching
his sounds urged her on
a woman loves
*hearing* audible confirmation
of her pleasure
her fingertips
explored every inch of him
with plenty of inches leftover
she grabbed it with both hands
squeezing and stroking it
she leaned in to kiss it
running her lips
down the shaft
along the urethra
his body writhing
Back up she went
with more pressure
and the tip of her tongue
then back down again
and up again
with her whole tongue
make no mistake about it
she was truly
enjoying his cock
and making it feel good
gently she rubbed her face across it
feeling every vein
across her nose and lips
to the other side
then gently tapped it
against her cheek
she wanted to feel the mass
of this remarkable erection
it felt like a fully charged
garden hose
then back across her face
finally slipping the head
Between her lips
where she could glide her tongue
across his frenulum
like He did, she stopped
to kiss him
and calm him down
she couldn’t resist talking to him
“It felt so good
to do that
..to just enjoy a dick
…I need to ride this”
She mounted him
and unleashed
decades-worth of sex on Avery
poor Avery, lol
her hands pressing into his chest
she thrusted against his erection
her clitoris squeezed between the two of them
it felt fabulous
unbelievably pleasurable
she rode him for 20 minutes
varying up her motions
completely and totally
fucking him
mounting her black stud
no room for fear or shame
it was pure lust
the Lust everyone dreams of
with a few final thrusts
she exploded onto him
and her sounds reflected it too
her hands clenched
Her fingernails on the precipice
of breaking his skin
her pussy pressed down on him
plunging his cock of cum
drawing it out of him
draining him completely
they collapsed onto each other
and fell asleep
their bodies taking charge
both deciding to shut down
to put them to sleep
they woke up where we began
her seeing the beautiful contrast
remembering every detail
of the “songs” they wrote
and the ******* they created
she smiled
forsing out negative thoughts
trying rob the moment
and 2nd-guess everything
it was beautiful
Absolutely Beautiful
to Receive pleasure
by Giving pleasure
She felt him stir behind him
waking up
feeling his cock
sleeping peacefully
against her vagina
to be exact..
the whole length of her vagina
she reached her hand
setting it on his firm brown ass
hoping for a “response”
she knew if her vagina
felt even the slightest twitch
she would back-into him
and receive him
no questions asked
She giggled to herself
her own Diagnosis
Vivian needed
a good fuck
with a good dick
preferably black
being silly, she asked herself
“How many milligrams
equal 9 inches of big black dick?”
then she felt it
…the twitch
“oh *******”
Was her last thought
she knew he’d
take his “sexual revenge”
LOL
“have at it, Sexy Piano Man”
take it out on my pussy.
..and he did.
Good Boy Avery
he always knew
what “song” to play
and when.
