Fan Fiction
This story has been set to a rating of NC-17. Age verification is required to proceed.
Lazy Afternoons
Login to add story to favorites
(9 votes, average: 4.67 out of 5)You need to be a registered member to rate this post.
Loading ...
The Restaurant
When the maitre’d slowly walked into the intimate restaurant, weaving through the various pathways to a secluded corner table, Tina bit back a smile. The last 24 hours had been a whirlwind of activity, starting with Bette’s phone call.
“Meet me in New York,” Bette said in a husky tone once Tina picked up the phone.
“I’m working,” Tina shot back, balancing the phone between her shoulder and ear to sign off on a delivery to one of her sets. “You sound…”
“Frustrated?”
“Why are you frustrated?” Tina stopped walking down the hall, sensing Bette’s need for her attention.
“I miss you.”
Tina slipped into the deserted hallway and leaned against the wall. She propped one leg up against the wall and closed her eyes. She opened them, pausing to look around, before she ventured into what she felt was unfamiliar territory.
“Did you say you missed me?”
“Yes, I did,” Bette answered confidently. “I tried so hard to get out of this. I just hate to travel.”
“What?”
“I hate to travel,” Bette said, cupping the phone to give the taxi driver her hotel location. “I hate being away from you and Angie.”
“You’ve always loved New York in the winter,” Tina reasoned. “The snow that reminds you that Christmas is actually approaching. Does any of this ring a bell?”
“I woke up last night and you were on my mind,” Bette honestly answered. “I’m a little homesick.”
Despite having an approaching deadline, the sound of Bette’s husky voice prompted Tina to book the first flight to New York. It was more than her voice, more than the attention Bette had been showering on Tina since their reconciliation. It was the brutal honesty in Bette’s voice, the raw need to see Tina.
“Miss Porter will be with you shortly.” Tina blinked as the maitre’d spoke, breaking into her thoughts. “The snow is making the streets a bit slick.”
Tina ordered a glass of merlot and sat back looking at the snow falling outside. She was so deep in thought that she didn’t hear Bette approach the table. She felt her presence, not from a deep cosmic connection, but the fact that Bette trailed a single red tulip down the nape of Tina’s neck. The shivers raced down Tina’s spine as she accepted the flower with a sensual smile.
Comments
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
Is it hot in here? Holy hell, my friend. I think I’m going to request more NCs like that in the future. WOW!
gee manettie! THUD!
woohoo! Hot indeed! pps
Holy shit! That was amazing. I loved loved loved it. Thanks so much for posting. I can’t wait for the next one! PPS!
i would love to have a lazy afternoon like that…i love oysters, too :)
MY GOD, what was that, you absolutely captured me with your incredible emotions, I really couldn’t think of anything else but what I was reading, you are a magician Gamb, and the oyster is the perfect company they could ever have in an intimate moment like this. I LOVE whatever you do, and it’s an amazing pleasure to read for a brilliant writer like yourself honey, I am honestly so happy that you are back. Post soon Hun. Love
Hahahahaha…Bravo…now, that’s knowing your characters and the actors who play them! If Ilene had half your imagination this is the kind of thing Jennifer and Laurel could play in a heart beat and every Tibetter out there would be a puddle on the floor. Bouguets to you for writing this story…it was brilliantly executed!
Oh, My!!! It’s a good thing it’s only about 30 degrees here today. I definitely needed to cool down after savoring a little oyster stew… simply the best Gumby!
ummmm…welll….cough…I’m off to have a smoke and then a shower….a COLD one….
I truly felt like I was intruding in an intimate moment between Bette and Tina. I think I even blushed while reading this post.
Amazing!!!! Damn woman, I am now glad that I have 6 inches or more of snow at my home. WOW!!! Thank you Now please can you get them to the hotel.
Damnnnn that was hot and oyster is good, always like them lol, please more, thanks!
wow…
DAYUUMMN, Gumby! God I love your “Lazy Afternoon” chapters. Whew….I guess I can go ahead and breathe now, right? LOL! Everytime you write an NC-17 I find myself holding my breath until the last word is written. PS.
well that sure as hell did it for me! thanks. i need a damn cigarette!!
I think it’s a little HOT in here. Give us more, G! PPS
Whoa, that was a great read first thing in the morning. Keep up the good work.
Wow, that was fantastic. I never really liked oysters before, but I think I have developed a whole new appreciation for them now.
My oh my…running to take a cold shower. that was amazing..pps
Goddamn, Gumby….this is one of the hottest posts I’ve ever read!!! I so need a cold shower now!! Hurry up and get them to the hotel so that we can have some HOT lovin’ PPS
that just made the cold wicked New York City hotter than hell.You are still one of the best NC17ers around.More Please.
that just melted the damn artic circle!!!..:)PPS
You are one awesome writer, You have not lose your touch, This was an afternoon that we all would love to have.Thanks for taking on this wonderful ride and you made me feel like I was there. thanks
Every post from you is always a treat. Thanks a whole bunch.
wow… that was totally enjoyable! i want some oysters now :)
gumbo, that is the last time Lu and I tell you about our lazy afternoon experience. honestly you are posting too many of our private moments. BTW, we sent a replacement blow-up doll for you. it’s an early christmas gift. and yes you and “prison-click-up-lady” can have a 3some with it. whatever floats your boat. i know the blow-up doll will, hee-hee
Hot !