Chapter 2 - [Felicia]

She sat at her computer, working hard at organizing the new managers' schedule at the front desk. Felicia was a short woman, light brown hair, cute face with freckles and a figure to die for. And she knew it.

She typed away, gathering dates and times all together. Every once in a while, her finger would slip down and she'd catch herself. Most of the time. She flushed every time she thought about the night before. It was a treat to herself, her birthday being only two days away. Felicia couldn't find a steady boyfriend but even then, it'd been a while since she had gotten laid. Her former manager suited just fine in a pinch but then he stepped his bounds with another employee who wasn't as...open and that nice, strapping, young CEO-wannabe went right out the door.

Felicia quickly redid her skirt buttons and went back to typing. There was no time for that now. She had a date after work and the clock was ticking.

After a couple more hours of emails, typing, and edging, she finally gathered her reports and left them on the desk, trying to get out of the manager's office quickly. He skimmed them and nodded, giving her a strange look as she stammered a thanks, then waved her off. Felicia quickly clocked out and went for her car.

She pulled out her phone as she placed the key into the ignition and skimmed the messages. That red-head was amazing and he was down for another night, just with her. Felicia expected a dozen messages after they'd sexted most of the morning, however the man had left just one over the eight hours she'd been at work.

[Firecrotch] - Busy. Maybe another day.

She slammed the phone into her horn, eliciting a loud blare. She cringed, looking around, then without another thought, started the car and made her way home.

She turned the car off in her driveway, sighing with frustration. She wanted so badly to be relieved at least once more before she went back to her dry spell.

Felicia gathered herself, opening the door when her phone buzzed.

[Unknown Number] - Hey, I hope this is that lovely little lady I tried fooling with last night. Not sure if you'll remember me, it was towards the end of the night. I'm down for some fun if you're more open to it than you were last night. <3

Felicia shook her head. She couldn't place who it was but at this point, she wanted something. She foresaw a long drought ahead and anything would do. And it was better than going to the bar because at least she had been with this person once already.

[F.] - I'm open to you jogging my memory. I'm still in my car, where can I pick you up?

A long moment passed. Felicia almost couldn't take it. It was only two or so minutes later but it seemed like half an hour had passed before her phone buzzed again.

[Unknown Number] - 10th and Carson. I'll be wearing my Sunday best. Dinner first?

Felicia smiled to herself.

[F.] - Dinner second.

Chapter 1 - [Lacy]

The restaurant was very quiet, even with the lunch rush. The waitresses mostly kept busy checking in on the customers, a few having been sent home.

Lacy, the head waitress was limping ever so slightly, her legs, amongst other parts of her body, sore from the night before. She groaned with each step, her back and most of her lower body inflamed. She mentally kicked herself for not calling in today or even requesting off. She had plenty of heads up for the party to have done so. She brushed her long, dark brown hair back past her ear, picking up her last customers' tip. Her average frame kept her apron low below her prominent chest. She tucked the money into her front pocket and began gathering up the abandoned lunch menus and wiping them down so as to put out the dinner versions.

Shaking her head, Lacy spotted the clock. It was finally time for her break. She dredged through the kitchen and out the back, sitting down. Her skirt raised upward as she spread her legs, hoping for some relief. She pulled her cigarettes out, lighting one up as her phone buzzed. Since the party last night, it'd been going off quite a bit. With an audible sigh, exhaling a vast puff of smoke, Lacy pulled out her phone and began skimming the texts.

[Unknown Number] - hey, I hope this is that blonde bitch that gave great head last night. you seemed to enjoy the return service. Im down to 69 anytime you want.

With a disgusted frown, Lacy immediately deleted the message and moved on.

[Unknown Number] - Group: I'm not sure who's phone this is but if you had a blast last night, reply. I'm the guy with the long fingers and I enjoyed everybody so please, if you're dtf, hit me up.

Lacy shivered in the warm night as she was reminded of the bony digits. Holding down the message to delete it, she suddenly recalled his pleasant-tasting member and hesitated. Shaking her head with finality, she deleted it anyway. Alcohol can make anything taste good, in her experience.

[Reggy] - Drinks last night after the orgy was great. Thanks for the offer. I'm not really bi but you've got me curious. If you wanna hang out Tuesday, let me know.

Lacy's eyes widened as she tried to recall the mentioned event. After a while, the orgy did end up just being a pile of bodies. It's highly possible, she picked up a bat for the opposing team. Lacy debated exploring the option and decided to leave the message alone.

[Unknown Number] - Hey, I'm the redhead with the six-pack. If you wanna fool around some more, do let me know. I'm free anytime.

She strained hard for this one, trying to remember as three faces appeared, two male and one female. Lacy took a last drag on the cigarette before tossing the butt and standing. She rose bow-legged, still chafed and red. She deleted the text, not bothering to even try to figure out who it had been.

Lacy turned around and began to head inside as the phone buzzed one last time, almost safely in her pocket. Drawing it back out, she checked the text.

[Van] - Hey, I'm not sure if I got the right chick last night or even if you're still interested but we went about five rounds and you had my phone for the third before you lost control, so I believe this is the right number. Anyway, I absolutely loved riding you and you riding me and all that so if you wanna get a drink or well, fuck again, let me know.

That one required no tough recollection. She moistened just thinking about the thirty or so minutes they spent together. Lacy definitely needed to respond to him. She quickly checked the calender in the office as she came back into the restaurant and referenced it against her phone calendar. She had one more shift tomorrow and then would have two days free.

She grumbled, imagining that it might as well be a week away, rather than the twenty-four hours or so it actually would be. The line cooks caught her audible mumbles and a couple of them laughed. No doubt they had caught on as she no longer tried to hide her gait. Whispered jokes of a new boyfriend caught her attention but she did not respond.

Maybe if she was lucky, they wouldn't just be jokes after tomorrow.

[IWON] Prologue

“The way he touched me so carefully.”

“The way she held on so tightly.”

“The way she felt inside.”

“The way he looked at me like I was the only one.”

“The way she was so passionate, even if it wasn’t just for me.”

“The way he went down, even on the other girls like it was the polite thing to do.”

“The way he was so rough.”

“The way she made me feel insignificant but useful.”

“It was the best.”

“The best night.”

“It was the greatest night ever.”

“I wish it had never happened.”

{Sidebar}

So I would like to introduce my new story. I had written one ero before named Two-Faced Gentleman and it was a great success among the readers who were lucky enough to read it. I've since, in a fit of confusion, destroyed it but now I want to try my hand at ero again. Thus, this blog. So I'm going to be focusing on this first story, It Was One Night. And after a while, if this kicks off just like TFG did, I may branch off into a re-imagining of it. We'll see. For now, enjoy IWON.

Introduction.

Alright so I would like to introduce myself as the great character, Jiraiya of the Naruto series. No, I'm not a weeb, I just would like anonymity so I chose to relate to a famous character that also writes erotica.

Here you can find the stories in progress that I am writing and of course you can provide feedback if you wish. I do hope you enjoy them and continue to watch for more content.