Dark Roasted Coffee

Dark Roasted Coffee

My story for the 750 Word Project 2025.

A/N: This piece is dedicated to the incredible woman who made my coffee for years. It is an unapologetically Sapphic tale. If you don't like this genre, I appreciate you stopping by.

This is purely fictional! Special thanks to Nicole for her invaluable edits.

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There's one main road and two stop lights in this town. Other intersections, whoever beeps first goes. I parked headed inside hoping for a quiet shift. My tolerance for gore was nil today.

I clock in and walked to the nurses' station starting shift change. Miranda, the night shift charge nurse, greeted me welcoming me to another Sunday morning. We're the senior ER nurses therefore we are always on opposite shifts. Despite that, we'd managed to stay close. Sadly as friends without benefits.

We finished the report; Miranda winked. "See you tomorrow love!" She spun on her feet. I cringed as her sneakers squeaked as she walked out. I checked on one patient. He seemed to stabilize.

Danny, the other shift nurse, arrived. We chatted briefly. I grabbed the cellphone telling the team I was going to the coffee cart. I made my way to the lobby where others were in line. The sign above the cart read.

"Rafa's-Where kindness and love mix with caffeine."

Julianna caught my eye and smiled then mouthed. "Office" I nodded, moved out of line and down the hall.

Three doors down, I stopped at the door marked "Vendor." Knocking three times and twisting the handle, I opened the door and entered, closing it behind me. Rafa stood from behind her desk and walked to me.

Rafa is grace and beauty personified in an Arab woman. Her height, her statuesque presence exudes confidence with every step. Her dark hair cascades down her back. It is darker than the moonless sky. Her face, perfectly framed by her tresses, accentuating her eyes. Her skin, glowing with natural warmth.

Smiling wide and without even a murmur, we wrap our arms around each other kissing deeply. Our tongues intertwined as passion intensified our kiss. Her hands dropped to my waist, and quickly untied my scrub pants. Before I realized it my scrubs and panties were pooling at my sneakers.

I stepped out of them and spread my legs and felt her mouth close on my pussy. Her tongue licking from my opening to my clit and back plunging into my wetness. My hands grab her hair and pull her closer, begging her to fuck me. Rafa tongue fucks my pussy as I moan. Rafa knows my needs.

My senses are overloaded as she cups my ass, a finger teases my rosebud which was cleaned purposefully, just in case, it presses forward penetrating me; I quiver. I moan and feel her sucking my clit then almost from nowhere, I tremble and scream as my orgasm consumes me. I shake soaking her face.

I drop to my knees kissing Rafa, tasting myself on her lips.

We kiss once more. Rafa stands and asks me to hurry. She exits her office, goes to the restroom, then to the coffee cart. I smiled while looking in the mirror on the back of Rafa's office door. I fixed my hair and wiped my face clean once more. I turned to find my panties and my scrub pants. I see my scrub pants but not my panties. I quickly dressed and walked to the coffee cart; it would be overly suspicious if I didn't return with coffee. I turned the corner and saw Rafa smiling, waiting for me; thankfully, no one was in line. Julianna was nowhere in sight.

"Your coffee my dear." I smiled and reached for the cup.

"And my panties?" I whispered; Rafa smiled.

"Come back later, and you can have them after round two." Rafa winked.

I turned heading back to the ER very satisfied and yes, with my coffee in hand.

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Three hours later I told Danny. "Grabbing another coffee." Honestly I needed Rafa and something more than my panties.

I retraced my steps and knocked on the door. This time I opened I held my finger to my lips silencing her. As the door closed, she pushed her chair back. I walked to her and dropped to my knees pulling her leggings down.

Rafa spreads her legs and pulls my face close as I feast on her pussy. I closed my lips on her clit and swirled my tongue enjoying her nub. She grabbed at my shoulders and squealed as she filled my mouth and coated my face.

As we shared a final kiss, I was rewarded with my panties. After a quick clean up I turned to leave only to hear her remind me. "Don't forget your coffee dear."

I smile. "See you tomorrow morning my dearest."

~~~ The End ~~~

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Aoife