Women Talking Novel Novels & Stories

Seeing another author giving a talk, both ladies started moving towards the rest room. “Was that your husband? What does he do?”, a lady who was powdering her breasts in the rest room looked up at Sarah the moment she walked in. Sarah puked into the wash basin. “Are you pregnant?”, another lady got all interested. She had got a scoop.

I dressed in a short sundress—easy access, I knew he’d appreciate it later, and headed to campus with that constant, filthy reminder between my thighs. The group project dragged. I sat there smiling and nodding while my teammates talked timelines, but all I could focus on was the slow trickle of Jax’s cum soaking into my panties. My phone buzzed under the table. Speak of the devil and he arrives. **Jax:** “How’s my cum feeling inside you right now? Bet your little clit is throbbing.” I squeezed my thighs together, heat flooding my face. I typed back quickly under the table. **Mia:** “So full. I’m literally squirming in my seat. Hurry up and fuck me when I get home.”

She huffs at us, rolling her eyes before pinning us with a firm stare. "Women write these books. You want to learn how to sweep a woman off her feet? There's your manual." She says, motioning towards the book in my lap. I look at the novel with a newfound respect before looking around the room. "Seriously?" I ask and the women all nod. "Oh yeah. I'd love for my husband to read some of these books. Maybe we could spice things up a little." A woman says and many others nod their heads in agreement. "Oh hell yes. Maybe get him to growl and call you a good girl." Another says with a giggle. My eyebrows shoot up in surprise and the younger girl looks at us with amusement.

The thought made her pulse quicken, like she was holding a secret that wasn’t meant to be found. She hesitated only a moment before sitting cross-legged on the floor and flipping the cover open. Inside, in messy handwriting, was a title scrawled across the first page: “Collected Stories — From Women, For Women.” Chloe blinked. The handwriting was feminine, rushed, and almost secretive. She turned the page and read the introduction, scrawled in looping letters:

I'd never met more dramatic yet detailed women. I don't think they cared much about the book they were reviewing. They all had a copy of it laying face down on their laps, but all they seemed to be able to talk about was… gossip. Very interesting gossip, in fact. I had no idea who Amelia Robinson was, but as I carried out a batch of freshly baked biscuits, I found myself lingering a little longer just so I could hear the reason why her third boyfriend in the last four months had run off again. The women guffawed at their own jokes. They were dramatic, but certainly not pretentious. Here, they let down their guards and simply enjoyed the feel of being with their ‘girls’.

Talking about their husbands' achievements and all, honestly, I was tempted to ask if they only live for their husbands. I saw a bunch of books stacked up at the corner, which was surprising because no one was reading any; neither did they care; they were all busy talking about how the makeup of the Bronx underboss's wife looks like a clown or how unfashionable the clothes of the Queen underboss's wife looked. I heard the underboss of Phoenix bashed his wife pretty hard, she could not attend the book club. For the record, I have no idea who she is, but I can't help but wonder how this petty gossip has anything to do with the book club. I was with Ana the whole time when they gossiped in grou

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"Chad, please let us in to see Percy. We need to talk to him." "Mr. Spencer gave strict orders. No one from the Jennings family is allowed entry." The second Chad finished speaking, Kara's and Pamela's faces darkened. A moment later, Kara dropped the act completely and started screaming at the entrance. "Percy, why won't you see me? You think you're all that just because you married Michelle? "So what if you're super fertile? Michelle is weak and sick all the time. She won't live long. The two of you won't have kids at all!"

“Novels. They keep me calm.” “I thought I keep you calm,” Tessa interjected. Vee looked up at her. “You still do. I would’ve gone insane if you weren’t here.” Tessa blushed while Raymond rolled his eyes and shut them. “What’s the novel about?” “Revenge shit,” Vee replied. “She was betrayed on her wedding day. Lost her child and almost got killed. She miraculously survived and plotted against her cheating husband and his devious in-laws. She made sick moves. Took everything from them, drove him mad, and made him feel every single pain she’d suffered, tenfold.”

After all, Yara currently had a male appearance—why did her way of speaking resemble a flirtatious woman? Willow and Lisa exchanged glances. "Could it be that you two have some closeted romantic feelings for each other?" Willow, always the bold one, blurted out.