completely unedited for you - call it improvisation haha x
This next story is, um, it's a little something for a member called Ellie XOXO. She put in a request a while back, and I just want to say this is for you. And I want to know if anybody else out there has any similar feelings or.
.. Well, maybe you've done it. Maybe you've gone the full nine yards.
We were sat on a coach on the annual work trip to Birmingham. Currently just driving along the motorway from London to Birmingham. Yet again, I couldn't think of anything more boring.
Sally was sat next to me, eating a boring salad from Marks and Spencer's. And the two guys in front of me were talking about football, doing these ridiculous businessman laughs. Pretending they cared about what each other talked about.
And I just looked out the window and I thought. .. I've had enough.
I could do anything to get out of this. And as I looked out the window, I saw this reflection from the other side of the bus. Adam.
Top salesman. I had to talk to him a lot because I worked in HR. And there he was, headphones in, looking out the window.
Looking like someone who doesn't want to be there. Like me. We were cut from the same cloth.
What was stopping us? What was stopping us from finally throwing our paper in the air, smashing our computers and just fucking over the work desks right there and then? What was stopping us? Oh yeah, this job.
We got off the bus. Slowly, people made their way to the conference centres. So glided around, wistfully talking to people about, well let's face it, bollocks.
Stuff that would not really matter in a week or two's time, but hey, here we still were. And as I went outside to get some fresh air, I said that to people. I went outside to get out because it just felt claustrophobic.
There he was. He sidled up next to me and said, Yeah, I notice you haven't got any tolerance for this whatsoever. And I immediately snapped thinking, how dare you say that to me.
I take this job very seriously. And he gazed into my eyes and said, Do you? No.
No. I don't know what happened in that moment. But I looked into his eyes and said, I would take anything to grab your hand and run from this conference centre.
Across the road, into the field and into the woods. I don't know what made me say that. I thought I'd lost my mind.
But he just laughed. And after a minute he looked at me and thought, Why don't we? So we left.
We ran across the road. Straight into the field, into the woods. I could feel myself unbuttoning my shirt as I was running.
The glee on my face. The feeling that pulsated across my body. I just couldn't control myself.
Everything was hitting at once. It was getting hot between my thighs. My clothes were coming off.
As soon as we got into the woods we just grabbed each other and went crazy. He kissed me up and down my neck. Played with my breasts.
Whilst the other hand was between my legs. And he bit me gently on my neck. And then harder.
And then harder. And the next thing I felt were his arms underneath my buttocks. His strong hands digging into my thighs.
And he picked me up. The next thing I felt was his hardness going straight between my legs. Oh.
Fuck the conference centre. Fuck working for this dogshit company. Everything went out the window and we fucked.
Harder. Harder. Harder.
And he put me down. I put my arms on the tree and bent over as he fucked me against the tree. Harder and harder and harder.
Until he could take it no longer. He exploded inside of me. Oh.
Oh. I could feel his cum dripping between my legs. I could feel mine too.
Oh. Oh. Ten minutes went by as we slowly put our clothes back together.
Wiped between our private parts. And walked across back to the conference centre. I looked in on us all.
Sitting next to each other on the bus on the way home. And we went back inside the conference centre. Chilling ourselves out.
Paul from accounts walked up to us. Said something about one of these excellent meetings he'd just had. And how business insights were prosperous.
And I looked at Paul and thought. Yeah. Sounds amazing.
I have just been fucked. By this Adonis standing next to me.