Author's Note:
Understandably, my proofreading needs improvement, partly because I had them submitted one after the other. For the most part it's me just being new to this. I write these in MSWord, which has caused issues with replacing character names with the letter "I", and I still have no idea why it did that, might try out a different writing software. Going forward as well with Zach wanting to work in the psychiatric field, I understand that he would normally be working on his undergrad degree, but for the sake of suspension of disbelief, I'll say he's part of a special program that allows for him to work as a trainee for many years, eventually leading to completion of his master's then PH.D.
I appreciate anyone that has read these and enjoyed them despite the clear flaws my writing has, but it's all part of the learning process so the only way to go is up. Also don't hesitate to leave questions if you are confused on some part of the story or character's, I did choose a tricky story concept to write - in the first person none the less - as my first series, considering that there are going to be multiple characters to write, so forgive me if I mix things up, I'm going to try and keep better notes to reference going forward. I do plan on writing more of this story, but may take breaks from it to write things I can learn more from.
Thanks for reading!
Zach:
I had given Nora a call while Claire was at the mall with her friends. Finding that his schedule was now open for a possible bar date with the sexually intimidating assistant. Nora sounded very happy that I managed to make time for her tonight instead of on Sunday.
I was finally on the road to Nora's place. Before leaving home I switched Claire's collar to the orange gem, which the old man wrote down as 'dommy mommy' on the piece of paper. I couldn't help but chuckle at the idea of these powerful artifacts that could alter ones very being, and those around him, yet the old man described one of its abilities as 'dommy mommy'. Going back to my previous thought, I was ecstatic when Claire brought Amanda back. I just knew something was gonna happen when Claire asked him about there being a 'dominant' setting for the collar. Man, I couldn't wait to hear about it later, the idea that that huge tomboy woman would turn out to be a bashful subby girl was just so hot to think about.
Nora lived in a nice condo that was pretty close to the suburbs where I lived. I parked next to the curb in front of the walkway to her front door. Walking up to the door, I gave it a little shave and a haircut knock.
"Two bits!" Nora finished the call and response, opening the door. She had already looked hot in her professional clothing, but holy hell did she look like a model when she wore a cocktail dress. The dress she was wearing was pink, with thin straps over the shoulders, an impressive amount of cleavage from her C cup breasts were exposed by the plunging neckline. Her hair was usually in a ponytail, but this time she had it draped loosely over her shoulders; honey blond hair looking vibrant. Her bright green eyes moved up and down my body, taking in her prey for the night. I didn't hesitate to do the same, looking at her, she had a lithe build like that of a runner. Her pert cleavage, perfectly encased in her dress, and I already knew she had a cute tight ass, but I knew it would look even better in this dress.
"As much as I would love for us to stand here and eyefuck each other all night, I am rather thirsty." She said, licking her lips.
Opening the passenger side door to my car, Nora got in and buckled her seat. Getting in the driver's side, I started the car.
"Such a gentleman," she said, smirking at me, "but we already know I don't need a gentleman. Are you willing to be my Tarzan?" Her grin widened at the sight of my face turning red. Luckily the bar that Nora frequents is close to her place so we didn't have to go far.
After taking forever to find a parking spot that doesn't have a parking meter, we finally arrived. Well, we arrived 2 blocks away from the bar since there was absolutely no way I was paying for a meter.
This gave us some time to talk as we made our way towards the bar. Nora was wearing some stiletto shoes, but she didn't seem impeded by them at all, she was able to keep up at a normal walking pace.
"So, how did you end up getting recommended to Carmen?" Nora asked, looking at me with her head tilted in a cute manner.
"My professor also taught her way back, and since I'm in the same program, he figured he would recommend me to her."
I don't really know why Nora was making me feel nervous, considering that we had already fucked. I thought I must be more used to sexual situations over romantic ones. Nora didn't really seem like the romantic type though; she was more the nymphomaniac that would give you some of the best sex of your life then move on when they got bored.
"Now I get to ask you how you met...Carmen?". Nora's expression became wistful, a face I hadn't seen her make yet.
"She helped me out of a tough situation when I was a kid, believe it or not, but I'm actually younger than you," she smiled at me, "But don't worry I like older men, they like to feel young with us wild younger ladies." Nora playfully bit her tongue. Nora's face returned to that wistful expression, "well I'm only about a year younger, but I've known Carmen since I was 12 years old." She seemed as though she wanted to say something, but she moved on rather quickly. "Enough about Carmen though, it's time to get our drink on!"
We were at the bar before I realized, being so engrossed in our conversation. This was more a dive bar than anything else. It was one of those places where regulars came once a week and talked it out with the bartender or other patrons.
"Heya Larry, two shots of the usual to start off." Nora yelled towards the bartender. Knowing the person by name and having a usual meant she must come here often; I wondered how many men she had taken here as a date location.
"Nora! Its been a while since I last seen ya," The bartender gave her a crooked grin, "was starting to think you didn't wanna hang out with us no more."
"Nothing like that Larry, I've just been taking it easy for a while." She said, quickly deflecting his question. She looked around for an open booth to sit in, eventually she found one towards the back right next to a pool table.
Eventually, Larry gave us 2 shots of whiskey, and I had also ordered a pint of whatever beer Nora liked - I really had no preference - then made our way over to the booth. We downed our shots rather quickly, I wasn't a liquor kind of guy, or an alcohol guy in general, I spent my college years being an anti-social nerd. The shot rushed to my head rather quickly, I couldn't tell you the last time I had a shot of liquor. Nora didn't so much as wince after downing her shot. Once that was down she went back up to the bar to get 2 more shots. Nora seemed eager to get the party started, she must hold her alcohol well if she is going at this pace.
Nora kept an eye on the pool table to see when it would be free to use. We talked for a while longer before the pool table was finally vacated.
Nora got out of her seat very quickly to claim the table. She swayed a bit from the head rush of standing so quickly combined with the alcohol. She was grinning from ear to ear, she must have been looking forward to this part the most.
"So, you wanna place any bets?" She asked me.
"Were you just inviting me here so you could fleece me of all my money?" I replied with a laugh. "You know what sure, I can put down 20 dollars."
Nora went to her purse to also grab a 20, coming back she gave me her evilest grin.
"Haha, you fool, prepare to get your ass handed to you." She said in her best Dr. Evil impression. This woman was such a dork, I swear.
About half way through the game it became painfully obvious that the game was lost before the first shot to break the balls was made. Nora was on a whole other level. It was like I was playing hopscotch only I had no legs to actually hop on. She won the game handily over me.
