Accident

It was nearly 5:00 PM. Daniella felt her heart racing. She was stuck in back to back traffic. The traffic was slowly inching along. Trying to come up with any type of distraction to calm her nerves, Daniella was fixated on her bubble bath.

The thought of the warm slippery sensation of soapy bubbles and water. The notion that she would soon be soaking all of the tension anxiety away. Peeling her uncomfortable clothes off. Especially the business attire.

Heaven...

As she approached the next light, her distraction switched to intense fear and sadness. Her usual ten minute drive, now nearly one hour, became one of the worst commutes of her life. She wasn't going to heaven alone tonight.

As she sat at the light repeatedly rubbing her eyes a police officer approached her vehicle.

"Good afternoon, I am sorry miss. No one will be allowed beyond this point without the proper identification and purpose" said, Officer Ramirez.

Horrified at the scene...Daniella broke down and could not respond.

Dangerous

Daniella couldn't wait to get home and soak in a warm, soapy bubble bath. It became a weekly ritual..at times more than once. In fact, it was one of the places that she considered heaven. A place where she could relax and let herself go.

Marjorie glanced at the alarm clock wondering if they could fit in one more round. Probably not, she sighed. That wasn't the only time she sighed, yelled or moaned that day.

While sweet and seemingly innocent, Marjorie had an "anything" goes attitude when it came to sex. Her appetite for pleasure was immense as was her lovers.

She gently brushed up against the man in her bed making sure he felt her breasts against his back.

"Mmmmm", he moaned.

"It's time to go, Daniella will be home soon", she whispered.

He took his hand and passionately rubbed her inner thigh purposely getting as close as he could to his favorite spot.

The best part about Marjorie and her lover was that they had to be extremely secretive. They were careful and no one had the least bit of knowledge that they were an amazing item in between the sheets. They couldn't know. This explained why Marjorie had no care in the world to find a steady boyfriend. She had everything she wanted under one big roof.

It was pleasurable, intense, passionate, gentle, rough at times, desirable, amazing mind blowing sex. Something that they both needed, wanted, and ached for as much as they could breathe.

Daniella Teaches: Nicholas Speechless

With every last ounce of patience, Nicholas bit his tongue.  He thought about leaving class but he knew he had to stay.  I can't believe this professor, if that is what you want to call her, embarrassed the crap out of me. I need to make her pay somehow, he thought.  I will just have to get to know her better, he smirked. 

 

Daniella began to teach the class.  A class full of thirty college students.  While Daniella wasn't organized, she was extremely knowledgeable and talented.  She was also an amazing teacher.  She broke any material into understandable masterpieces.  Brilliance a colleague once told her.  In college, she was often called upon in class to help other students. 

 

Daniella asked, "Sir, would you please pass out the syllabus, since you seem to be daydreaming?"

 

Nicholas again in a daze thinking of revenge, unaware the professor was speaking to him. 

 

"Hello?", Daniella further questioned, as she lightly nudged his shoulder.

 

"What?", Nicholas jumped.  Who does this b.... think she is? "Oh, I mean I am sorry", Nicholas stood up as he brushed off his shoulder.  "Yes, ma'am, I apologize", Nicholas replied.

 

Daniella now sheepishly smiling responded, "Thank you, sir". 

 

As Nicholas walked around the classroom handing out the syllabus, his friend Eduardo whispered, "She digs you."  Nicholas rolled his eyes and responded, "Hardly".  Then it dawned on him, could she possibly like me? Or, me her.  Eduardo made a good point, all chicks are attracted to me.  Either that or I need sleep.  Nicholas quickly shafted romance out of his head.  It was hard for him to forget about women, romance, and sex. 

 

There was no doubt he was handsome.  Nicholas never had a problem getting a date or laid for that matter.  He was stunning.  Dark thick hair never out of place, perfectly cut and styled, even when he was tired. 

Hell, he never slept last night.  He ran home and jumped into the shower to wash away the stench of whiskey, vodka, and beer...before heading to class. 

Not being able to get the professor off of his mind again, he began staring at her.  Hmmm he thought to himself.  She isn't half bad.  But, she probably is not worth the chase, she looks as if she only believes in extraordinary love...something that doesn't exist.