Confessions of a Lonely Woman - Anthology

Confessions of a Lonely Woman - Anthology

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Three lonely but very different women live out their innermost fantasies to fulfill the void in their love lives. - Elena is a hard worker but she has been alone for way to long. She goes out in hopes of fulfilling her innermost fantasy. - Jasmine has been alone since she split with the guy she swore was her soul-mate. After a lot of soul searching she falls in the arms of her old friend from high school. Her innermost desires are fulfilled in the most unlikely way. - Ashley has put on a few pounds since the last time she was with a man intimately. It has been a very long time for her. Insecure about herself and her body she never even tried to look for a relationship. Taking her chances, she decides to go out for a drink with her friend and the unexpected happens.

Summary

Three lonely but very different women live out their innermost fantasies to fulfill the void in their love lives.

- Elena is a hard worker but she has been alone for way to long. She goes out in hopes of fulfilling her innermost fantasy.

- Jasmine has been alone since she split with the guy she swore was her
soul-mate. After a lot of soul searching she falls in the arms of her
old friend from high school. Her innermost desires are fulfilled in the
most unlikely way.

- Ashley has put on a few pounds since the last time she was with a man
intimately. It has been a very long time for her. Insecure about herself
and her body she never even tried to look for a relationship. Taking
her chances, she decides to go out for a drink with her friend and the
unexpected happens.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Confessions of a Lonely Woman - Anthology

Author Chapter Note

Three lonely but very different women live out their innermost fantasies to fulfill the void in their love lives.<br /> <br /> - Elena is a hard worker but she has been alone for way to long. She goes out in hopes of fulfilling her innermost fantasy.<br /> <br /> - Jasmine has been alone since she split with the guy she swore was her<br /> soul-mate. After a lot of soul searching she falls in the arms of her<br /> old friend from high school. Her innermost desires are fulfilled in the<br /> most unlikely way.<br /> <br /> - Ashley has put on a few pounds since the last time she was with a man<br /> intimately. It has been a very long time for her. Insecure about herself<br /> and her body she never even tried to look for a relationship. Taking<br /> her chances, she decides to go out for a drink with her friend and the<br /> unexpected happens.<br />

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THE CONFESSIONS OF A LONELY WOMAN

Erotic Short Stories

BY J. C. Garcia

© 2012 J. C. Garcia Acworth GA 30102

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.

Three-Way

My name is Elena and I turned thirty-one today. I work hard to live a nice moderate life. I'm pretty much one of those girls who is all work and no play. I don't often get to spend a lot of time doing what I do best – Meeting hot guys! My job and very en-active social life prohibit any real opportunities to meet ‘real’ men and when I do they just never seem to attract my attention.

But today is my Birthday and if I must endure another birthday party that is supposed to be a surprise, I'm going to make the best of it. Alise, my best friend for years always tries to surprise me. But the surprise went out years ago.

At my so called Birthday party in particular I felt I was doomed for the same disaster again as I engaged in many a dull conversation with some in-mature meat heads that Alise had invited from around town. Guys that couldn't seem to make eye contact but always looked below my neckline at my breasts.

"Geez, Chill out, Elena!" she told me, “there are tons of hot guys coming tonight and half the guests haven't even arrived yet".

I mumbled something under my breath to her like "yeah right" and then shooting back a shot of tequila and chased it with a corona. I could never drink one without the other. Back in my hey days I could drink just about anyone under the table. But it had been a good few years since I touched the stuff. I could feel the burn of the tequila heat my body.

The party was a drag and even Alise looked bored out of her wits.

“So where are the hot guys you promised?” I teased in sarcasm.

“The nights still young, and you are getting laid tonight my friend. As soon as these people leave I'm taking you down to the Tavern.”

I didn't usually go out looking to get laid but tonight that was exactly what my objective was. I had been lonely for too long. Ever since the divorce I hadn't left the house or even had a drink with my friends. My whole world revolved around work and my daughter. It's been two years to lonely.

The evening dragged on and slowly one by one the guests started to trickle out and leave in couples and small groups and that oh too familiar feeling of loneliness was returning again. My friend who looked like she was eager to leave earlier, came over to me with some guy that couldn't seem to get his hands off her and she informed me that she was leaving for a while and wondered if I wouldn't mind staying until everyone was gone - and furthermore that she wouldn't be accompanying me to the Tavern after all. To be honest I was a little pissed at her ditching me on my party night but realizing that I was nicely buzzed and didn't care; I called a taxi and was on my way to the Tavern alone.

The Tavern was our spot for many years. The neighborhood hangout club everyone was always at. Most of the guest at my party had already come here. It was as if I was still in the same mix of people.

I regretfully pushed my way around the dance floor crowd, and finding an empty seat at the bar. Feeling a little restless I chased down another shot of cuervo and scanned the main floor to see who else was kicking around. My eye's laid rest on the pool tables across the room. Nothing could have prepared me for what would happen next.

There were two guys in there late twenties playing a game of pool on a table nicely adorned with a blood red felt finish. They noticed my attention immediately and smiled at me as I settled in to check them out. I had to admit they were both very attractive (tall dark and handsome ya know), and seemed to have a bad-boy way about them. That's exactly what I didn't need but yet the need to be touched flushed all reasoning out the window. They welcomed me over to play a game of three-way pool, as they were just finishing up their current game. They introduced themselves as Victor and Eric and poured another round of drinks as they informed me that they were at my house earlier, during my party. I was floored and wondered why I hadn't noticed them there. I couldn’t help noticing them both checking me out in my sexy, black, strapless, one piece that intentionally fits a little tight, their eye's wide and mysterious. I felt that I could get lost in both of their deep sets of eyes.

Victor being the cuter of the two. Long raven colored hair flowed down his back. Baby-faced and with a little thickness to him. I had always preferred a man with a little meet on his bones.

Eric however was tall and had a very sexy muscular build. He had a more serious way about him that I didn't see in Victor.

We played pool for a while and as we exchanged several flirtatious looks and gestures back and forth and I was really enjoying hanging with these guys at this point. The way that the game turned out, I couldn’t help but think they were playing down a bit for my sake. I really must have had too much to drink because the next thing I caught myself doing was reaching up and planting a very wet kiss on the side of Victors mouth and asking the both of them if there was anything else that ‘they’ wanted to do tonight. . . . . .

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Girls Night In

It has been almost eighteen months since I have split with the man I thought was my soul mate, and although we still keep in touch, I can't believe I’m alone again. I've put on several kilograms and maybe even feel older than I really am, “but I’ve still got great boobs” I found myself saying out loud as I stood to look myself in the mirror..

Annabelle, my friend from back home was in town and wanted to meet for drinks. We use to be inseparable in college but when I took that CEO Job out west we parted and I haven’t seen each other sense. She was the blond eyed bomb shell every boy wanted to date. Surprisingly I found myself filled with erotic thoughts of my old friend. I had always been curious when it came to girls but it was something I never acted upon.

My mind wandered as I continued dressing and found myself imagining what Annabelle’s full firm breasts felt like, getting a warm tingle between my legs and quickly dismissing it.

Hurriedly slipping on my favorite shoes I rushed to get the door as the doorbell rang.

“Hi Annabelle, come in, would you like a drink before we go” I asked excitedly. The two of us embraced and chatted as we had a couple glasses of wine.

“You look fabulous Jasmine” said Annabelle.

“Really, you think so?” I laughed, “I sure don't feel it!”

“No really, you do!”

“Thank you Annabelle.” I replied.

Our eyes met, slightly awkwardly for a moment, Annabelle's gaze had a slight intensity about it. J poured more wine into our glasses and she slugged back an extra-large mouthful. The conversation and the wine flowed. We gossiped, laughed and paid each other compliments. It was really nice having her company again.

Out of the blue she said, “You know you have amazing boobs Jasmine!”

I felt my face flush, taken aback a little by her quite forward announcement, my heart thumped in her chest as I tried to regain composer.

Annabelle’s blond hair fell across one eye; she was wearing a low cut top exposing her pale firm cleavage, her hair just touching the top of her heaving breasts. She gently flicked it aside and continued staring at me. I had never really acted on my fascination with women, certainly not like this, the feeling was new and unfamiliar, but I liked it.

We laughed and drank more wine. “You know, we don’t have to go out, we could just stay here and have a few more drinks and chat” I said.

Annabelle placed her hand on my waist, and moved it slowly down towards my thigh.

“I’d like that she said”.

I was sure she could see my heart pounding wildly in my chest. I felt the moistness begin to gather between my legs.

“Oh my god, I want to kiss her” I thought to myself. I didn't let myself second guess any of my thoughts. I just went with whatever happened in that moment. Shaking like a leaf I reached out, putting my hand on Annabelle's neck, pressing my lips to hers. It was quick, soft and it left me with sensations across my lips. It felt really nice. I was soon filled with feelings of wonder and Ecstasy.

I waited, stunned and scared that she would react badly to my kissing her. But much to my surprise Annabelle coaxed our bodies together and she slid her leg between mine putting gentle pressure on my pubic mound.

“I want to fuck you” she whispered in my ear.

“I do to, I think” I replied honestly. We both laughed breaking the ice.

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Looking For Lust

I was lonely. It's been such a long time since I've been with a man, I can hardly remember when the last time was. Not exactly young any more at thirty six, my real problem is the extra pounds I've gained in the past ten years. As I picked up weight, my social life has taken a nose dive, and while I'm a fairly attractive woman, there aren't too many men that would be interested in a girl my size. My love life consist of my vibrator and a once a month call to a phone sex line, which is not exactly fulfilling or intimate!

Even though I knew it was hopeless, I decided that tonight I wasn't going to stay at home! I’m going to go out and have a nice time dancing and have few drinks at the bar. My mother has been on my case for months to get out in the world and at least put myself in position to meet someone.

She always said, "You'll never find him in your kitchen!!!" So tonight was the night to go out on the town.

Looking in the mirror before I left, I shook my head one last time, and headed out the door. I was meeting some friends of mine at this new strip club that had just opened and decided to give it a try. When we entered the front door I could see that a lot of people were waiting in line to get a in. We walked over to the bar and taking the end stool, I ordered a screw driver and watched the screaming, yelling, and clapping of two hundred crazed women, go crazy for the hot new stripper dressed in leather chaps, a G-string, cowboy boots and a ten gallon hat, he looked anything like an all American cowboy, but with a body that appeared to be chiseled from granite, He was one of twenty dancers in this all male revue at the Cockers Club

Sipping my drink and casually turning to watch the big screen behind the bar instead, I barely noticed when a man tapped me on the arm and asked me if anyone was using the empty seat next to me. Wondering where Katy had run off too. My friend was no stranger to the bar scene. I probably won't see her again until closing time.

Shaking my head no, I said, "Go ahead and sit down, no one's using it." Looking back at the game, and not paying much attention to my surroundings. It was only when he asked me, "Who's winning," that I paid him any notice.

"Uh, Texas I think," I answered, turning her head to look at him, "I'm really not paying much attention, I'm just waiting for my friend and it's going to be a good while yet."

"Say," he offered, "If you're alone, why not join me, no use being by yourself on such a busy night!"

Giving him a quick once over, I decided, why not, and said, "Sure, that would be nice!" For the next half hour the two of us talked about our lame jobs and all the other small talk new acquaintances exchange. Time seemed to fly by, and I was sorry that my evening with Tristan, that was his name, was coming to an end.

Tristan picked up the check and said, “My treat!" Walking out into the cool night air, I expected him take his leave, but that didn't happen, instead, he said, "Let's walk for a while and let the dinner buzz settle a little bit, okay?" Offering me his arm, I took it and replied,

"A walk sounds good!" Strolling arm in arm, looking into the night sky, the two of us were just enjoying each other’s company. I didn't want to scare Tristan off, I really liked him, but I decided it was time to take a chance. Asking, "How about coming up to my place for a nightcap?" I held my breath, waiting for what seemed like hours until he answered, "I could use a glass of wine it you've got some!" Twenty minutes later we were riding up the elevator to my apartment.

While I poured the drinks, Tristan wandered around the living room checking the place out. I came in and found him playing with the stereo.

"How about some music," he asked?

"Good idea," I replied, and stuck in a Sinatra CD and hit the play button. Both of them settled down on the couch. If there ever was a more gorgeous man, I could not think of him now. Tristan had long curly locks of deep black hair. His skin tanned from the sun. He had a muscular build and was taller than me. I could not fathom why he was here. Could he actually be interested in me? I was now feeling the effect of all the liquor that I consumed that evening, It has been so long for me and now I’m sexually on the edge of a cliff and it would only take one little shove to push me over it! That shove came when Tristan casually rested his hand on my thigh. I turned to face him, leaning in; he kissed me on the lips softly. I quickly responded and returned the kiss, slipping my tongue into his' open mouth. Breathing haltingly.

"I love big tits," he whispered hoarsely into my ear! Upon hearing that, I stood up and shook out of my dress and stood before him in bra, panties, and pantyhose. Tristan reached behind me and undid the clasps on my bra and it fell away exposing my firm boobs.

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