A slow burn lesbian erotic romance short story
Juanita stood at the counter waiting for her mocha latte, extra foam with whipped cream. It was her self care treat, if anyone asked. The coffee shop was busy, which shouldn’t have surprised her but it did. She hoped she wouldn’t have to sit outside. It was May, still too early for summer weather to stick around, and despite the sunshine she wasn’t looking forward to huddling over her coffee cup while people in shorts and T-shirts tried to catch some rays sipping their iced coffee.
“John Needita.”
“Juanita. One. Knee. Ta,” replied Juanita, taking the drink from the barista, who rolled his eyes and turned to get the next drink.
“Bitch,” said Juanita under her breath and turned to find a seat. Every place looked to be taken. Uggh! She moved towards the exit when she spotted a free seat. Ha ha! Lady luck is smiling on – damn. There was a lady sitting on the other side. Hold up. Mmmm. Not just a lady, a fine looking Latinx. Long curly hair, auburn or some shit, bright red lipstick, big eyelashes. Let me check this out.
Juanita put her latte on the table.
“Is this seat taken?” she asked.
Maria looked up and then up some more. Hmmm. Hello there.
“I don’t know. Were you planning on sitting there?”
Juanita frowned. “I was thinking about it.”
“Then I guess it is. Have a seat,” replied Maria and smiled up at the woman.
“Juanita,” she said and extended her hand.
Maria glanced at the outstretched hand. Hmmm. Long fingers. Manicured. Short nails. Dark brown skin. Maria took Juanita’s hand and shook it, letting her hand stay in hers a second before pulling it back. She went back to her book.
Juanita sat. Okay bish, I see you and your fine self trying to play cute. Uh huh. I’ll see your cute face licking my kitty and choking on my pussy juice too.
She took a sip of her mocha latte.
Ordinary Home by Carolina Lopez. Okay, so you’re an educated bish. Nice. I just hope she’s not one of these stuck up woke bitches Juanita thought.
“What you reading?” she asked.
Maria looked up and tilted the book to show her the title.
“Ordinary Home. It’s about a girl growing up in Miami after fleeing the civil war in Nicaragua,” she asked.
“Mmmm hmm,” said Juanita, licking some whipped cream off her top lip. “You like it?”
Maria hid her smirk behind the book.
“It’s pretty intriguing … if you’re into that sort of thing.”
“I suppose,” said Juanita, “I found the scene where she loses her virginity a little contrived but overall it was pretty good.”
“So you’ve read it?” asked Maria.
“A couple of months back before it hit the bestseller’s list and became everybody’s favorite lesbian go to book.”
“I’m not much of a reader so I’m late to the party,” said Maria and took a sip of her coffee. “My girlfriends recommended it.”
“Girl friends or girlfriends?” asked Juanita leaning in, her elbow on the table.
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