Pure Luck
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Category:
Romance › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
768
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Pure Luck
Hello everyone!
It’s the first fic I am trying to write. I see that there is a nice atmosphere in here and I like it a lot. I hope you’ll like it and please feel free to comment on it. Tell me your opinions or any ideas you might have, and bare in mind that English is not my native language. Please, excuse any mistakes I might be making.
This is a work of FICTION. The situations described have not happened and I own all the characters that are involved in this fic, as I made them up. The story might contain strong sexual language and may not be appropriate for sensitive viewers, so, if you’re one of those… please, don’t read it.
“Will you give me a break?!” She was now almost running down the corridor.
“Like hell, I will! Do you know what I got through to finally find them and ask them to go out with us Friday night?”
“I do have something in mind, but I don’t think Mrs. Schulman is interested enough in it at 10 a.m., Nicky!” She smiled at the woman on the bed opposite her. “Hello, Mrs. Schulman! How are you? I’m here to take another sample.”
“Good morning Mrs. Schulman! We’ll be right back in a few seconds, please excuse us.” She took her friend a few meters away.
“Ok girls, but please let me know… I’m 86, I have to plan.” Nicky smiled at the old lady’s comment.
“Listen, Alison… they are the hottest guys! They are tall, dark, handsome, broad shoulders, long fingers; they’ve got connections and perfect manners. Just imagine yourself dancing with one of them… feeling his masculine chest against yours, bodies touching, you breathing in his strong musky scent while running your hand through his hair, him holding your waist; a feather touch from these long skillful pleasure giving fingers on your back that will set off thousands of little fires all over your longing, thirsty, aching body… What do you think?”
Alison’s mouth was now agape and she was staring at the needle in her hands. “I think I need a cigarette.”
“Me too.” Mrs. Schulman agreed.
Nicky’s beeper went off and she checked it. “Ok, I have to go.” On her way out of the room she yelled. “Think about the fires, Alison.”
“I would go.” She heard the old lady saying behind her back.
*********
“I’m afraid Mr. Miller cannot speak with you right now. Would you like to leave a message?”
“Tell him Mrs. Heart is asking for him. I’m sure he will talk to me.” She was beginning to get irritated. It was the second time this was happening to her.
“I am very sorry Mrs. Heart, but he specifically asked not to be bother…” A high pitched voice interrupted the young redhead.
“Tell him Mrs. Heart wants to talk to him right now!” Stupid secretary, she thought to herself while tapping her long nails on the coffee table. She has got to go.
“Excuse me for a minute, please.” The young woman stood from her desk and walked to her boss’ office. He will be so pissed off, but it’s not my fault he always ends up with high-maintenance women. She knocked on the heavy door and opened it, but she only dared put her head inside the room. He was sitting in front of his huge desk struggling with some papers. When he took his eyes off the papers and looked at her, she could see the familiar vein on his forehead popping. He didn’t look a bit too happy to see her. Shit, shit, shit she thought to herself.
“I know, but it’s Mrs. Heart and she is very eager to talk to you sir.” He sighed deeply and tossed the papers away.
“Ok, pass me the line Heather.”
“Yes, sir.”
After a few seconds, the familiar ringing reached his ears. He grabbed the phone looking really annoyed.
“I told you to never call me at my office, Veronica! This is the last time I’m repeating myself!”
“Well, hello to you too darling! Grumpy, aren’t we this morning?” She tried to sound playful but she still came across bitter.
“What do you want?”
“You sound tired, honey.”
“I am tired. And annoyed! I believed we understood each other, Veronica.” He rubbed his forehead while closing his eyes.
“And that is exactly why we are so good together, Jeff. Because, we understand each other.” She hoped he would say something, but when he didn’t, she added “Isn’t that right, baby?” A hint of irony in her voice. He let another sigh out and decided that this was going to be a long day.
“Yes. What do you want?”
“I wanted to know if we’re seeing each other tonight. I have to make plans you know. After all, I am the one who is risking too much with this relationship, Jeff.” Now she was bitter as ever.
“I don’t know yet… I think so. I’ll let you know by noon, ok?”
“Ok. Bye darling!”
He just hung up. He wasn’t even in the mood to say goodbye.
*********
It was already 3 p.m. and her stomach could be heard complaining from miles ahead. She stood in the line and couldn’t decide what to have. I guess hospital food does suck, she thought to herself.
“Well, have you thought about it?” Nicky was now behind her grabbing some fruit from the basket in front of them.
“As a matter of fact, I have…”
“And?”
“And I don’t understand, Nicky. I really don’t. Why would two gorgeous men like them want to go out with… us?!” She sat down looking frustrated.
“Excuuuse me, but last time I checked we weren’t exactly the hunchback of Notre Dame!” She was faking shock while placing her hands on her heart.
“Next to them, we will look like him! I cannot go out with someone who moisturizes more often than I do! It’s like a bad reality check!” She tried to concentrate on her sandwich.
“All reality checks are bad, Alison. Oh, come on it will be fun. We will even spend the rest of the days till Friday, moisturizing!” She teased her friend.
“I don’t have anything to wear…”
“Your big warm smile should be enough!”
“I look fat… and old!”
“Geeze, Alison! You’re hard to persuade! Let’s both go on a diet. You know, let some toxins out of our systems, and loose some extra water… one, two, three days most.”
“Last time I went on a diet, Nicky, the only thing I lost was my time!”
“Listen, we all feel like that sometimes. But, I’m not telling you to marry him. Just have a drink with him. If you don’t like him… well, then you clearly have a problem, cause the man is a sin! Besides, think of Mary Weinstein and Sylvia DeLuca! They will eat their hearts out as soon as they see us next to them!” She narrowed her eyes to emphasize her point.
“Oooooh, I like that!”
“Ok, then. Let’s show them who’s boss!” They high fived and got up to go back.
“I knew Mary and Sylvia would be the key to persuade you.”
“Are you crazy? I don’t give a rat’s ass about those two. I just couldn’t stop thinking about the skillful fingers and the fires, Nicky!” They both laughed as they entered the labs.
“Well, you should have heard Mrs. Schulman!”
It’s the first fic I am trying to write. I see that there is a nice atmosphere in here and I like it a lot. I hope you’ll like it and please feel free to comment on it. Tell me your opinions or any ideas you might have, and bare in mind that English is not my native language. Please, excuse any mistakes I might be making.
This is a work of FICTION. The situations described have not happened and I own all the characters that are involved in this fic, as I made them up. The story might contain strong sexual language and may not be appropriate for sensitive viewers, so, if you’re one of those… please, don’t read it.
“Will you give me a break?!” She was now almost running down the corridor.
“Like hell, I will! Do you know what I got through to finally find them and ask them to go out with us Friday night?”
“I do have something in mind, but I don’t think Mrs. Schulman is interested enough in it at 10 a.m., Nicky!” She smiled at the woman on the bed opposite her. “Hello, Mrs. Schulman! How are you? I’m here to take another sample.”
“Good morning Mrs. Schulman! We’ll be right back in a few seconds, please excuse us.” She took her friend a few meters away.
“Ok girls, but please let me know… I’m 86, I have to plan.” Nicky smiled at the old lady’s comment.
“Listen, Alison… they are the hottest guys! They are tall, dark, handsome, broad shoulders, long fingers; they’ve got connections and perfect manners. Just imagine yourself dancing with one of them… feeling his masculine chest against yours, bodies touching, you breathing in his strong musky scent while running your hand through his hair, him holding your waist; a feather touch from these long skillful pleasure giving fingers on your back that will set off thousands of little fires all over your longing, thirsty, aching body… What do you think?”
Alison’s mouth was now agape and she was staring at the needle in her hands. “I think I need a cigarette.”
“Me too.” Mrs. Schulman agreed.
Nicky’s beeper went off and she checked it. “Ok, I have to go.” On her way out of the room she yelled. “Think about the fires, Alison.”
“I would go.” She heard the old lady saying behind her back.
*********
“I’m afraid Mr. Miller cannot speak with you right now. Would you like to leave a message?”
“Tell him Mrs. Heart is asking for him. I’m sure he will talk to me.” She was beginning to get irritated. It was the second time this was happening to her.
“I am very sorry Mrs. Heart, but he specifically asked not to be bother…” A high pitched voice interrupted the young redhead.
“Tell him Mrs. Heart wants to talk to him right now!” Stupid secretary, she thought to herself while tapping her long nails on the coffee table. She has got to go.
“Excuse me for a minute, please.” The young woman stood from her desk and walked to her boss’ office. He will be so pissed off, but it’s not my fault he always ends up with high-maintenance women. She knocked on the heavy door and opened it, but she only dared put her head inside the room. He was sitting in front of his huge desk struggling with some papers. When he took his eyes off the papers and looked at her, she could see the familiar vein on his forehead popping. He didn’t look a bit too happy to see her. Shit, shit, shit she thought to herself.
“I know, but it’s Mrs. Heart and she is very eager to talk to you sir.” He sighed deeply and tossed the papers away.
“Ok, pass me the line Heather.”
“Yes, sir.”
After a few seconds, the familiar ringing reached his ears. He grabbed the phone looking really annoyed.
“I told you to never call me at my office, Veronica! This is the last time I’m repeating myself!”
“Well, hello to you too darling! Grumpy, aren’t we this morning?” She tried to sound playful but she still came across bitter.
“What do you want?”
“You sound tired, honey.”
“I am tired. And annoyed! I believed we understood each other, Veronica.” He rubbed his forehead while closing his eyes.
“And that is exactly why we are so good together, Jeff. Because, we understand each other.” She hoped he would say something, but when he didn’t, she added “Isn’t that right, baby?” A hint of irony in her voice. He let another sigh out and decided that this was going to be a long day.
“Yes. What do you want?”
“I wanted to know if we’re seeing each other tonight. I have to make plans you know. After all, I am the one who is risking too much with this relationship, Jeff.” Now she was bitter as ever.
“I don’t know yet… I think so. I’ll let you know by noon, ok?”
“Ok. Bye darling!”
He just hung up. He wasn’t even in the mood to say goodbye.
*********
It was already 3 p.m. and her stomach could be heard complaining from miles ahead. She stood in the line and couldn’t decide what to have. I guess hospital food does suck, she thought to herself.
“Well, have you thought about it?” Nicky was now behind her grabbing some fruit from the basket in front of them.
“As a matter of fact, I have…”
“And?”
“And I don’t understand, Nicky. I really don’t. Why would two gorgeous men like them want to go out with… us?!” She sat down looking frustrated.
“Excuuuse me, but last time I checked we weren’t exactly the hunchback of Notre Dame!” She was faking shock while placing her hands on her heart.
“Next to them, we will look like him! I cannot go out with someone who moisturizes more often than I do! It’s like a bad reality check!” She tried to concentrate on her sandwich.
“All reality checks are bad, Alison. Oh, come on it will be fun. We will even spend the rest of the days till Friday, moisturizing!” She teased her friend.
“I don’t have anything to wear…”
“Your big warm smile should be enough!”
“I look fat… and old!”
“Geeze, Alison! You’re hard to persuade! Let’s both go on a diet. You know, let some toxins out of our systems, and loose some extra water… one, two, three days most.”
“Last time I went on a diet, Nicky, the only thing I lost was my time!”
“Listen, we all feel like that sometimes. But, I’m not telling you to marry him. Just have a drink with him. If you don’t like him… well, then you clearly have a problem, cause the man is a sin! Besides, think of Mary Weinstein and Sylvia DeLuca! They will eat their hearts out as soon as they see us next to them!” She narrowed her eyes to emphasize her point.
“Oooooh, I like that!”
“Ok, then. Let’s show them who’s boss!” They high fived and got up to go back.
“I knew Mary and Sylvia would be the key to persuade you.”
“Are you crazy? I don’t give a rat’s ass about those two. I just couldn’t stop thinking about the skillful fingers and the fires, Nicky!” They both laughed as they entered the labs.
“Well, you should have heard Mrs. Schulman!”