“If you do that again,” I growled at her, “I’m going to have to punish you.”
“So what you going to do then?” she asked pushing her tongue out at me.
“This is what I’m going to do.” I pulled out, and pushed my cock against her arsehole.
“Oh no please not that,” she begged. But at the same time she pushed back against me. My helmet went into her. I stopped pushing to let her get used to it.
“Please don’t fuck me as hard as you can in my arse, filling me with your cum.”
As she said this she pushed her hips back onto me, as hard as she could. I fucked her slow and hard, and her hand reached round and brushed against my balls. We both came together as I filled her arsehole with spunk.
She shuddered and yelped, “That was my first time anal.”
“And mine.”
After kissing each other goodbye in the car park, we drove back to reality. We didn’t regret it one bit. Sure we cheated on our partners. But when it came down to brass tacks, we were just using each other. Nevertheless I had never had such great sex.
The Awakening
I knew that it would happen, I tried to deny it but deep down I always knew. This is my confession.
I guess to understand you will have to hear a bit about me: I’m Alexis. I was 24 and had worked my ass off to get where was. I ate, slept and breathed my work. When Shane joined the company he was 36, sexy as hell but he knew it. I despised him and he didn’t make any secrets about not liking me either. He’d make smart ass comments about me at every given opportunity and try to undermine every little thing that I did.
We trudged through working along side each other as best we could. The management team weren’t happy though- they wanted to promote a happy environment, so the e mail arrived: supervisor team building- all supervisors must attend with the partner you have been assigned, and I’d got landed with Shane.
We were due to go the following weekend. I had to tell my husband and he wasn’t happy. “For fuck sake Alexis, you need to learn to tell them no. They can’t make you go away- don’t they know you’ve got a husband?”
This was the last thing I needed, aggravation at home before I had to go away for a weekend with this jerk. I met my husband when I was young- 16 in fact. He was 28, twelve years older than me. You can imagine how well that went down with the parents but I always had my thing for the older man, even then, so it was a match made in heaven. Right up until we married, then it went a lil pear shaped. He lost all interest in sex and when we did have sex he saw to his own pleasure, and well, mine didn’t matter. We had drifted along for the last few years more out of habit than anything else. Of course I missed sex but I focused my frustration on my work. That’s how I ended up a plant supervisor at 24.
The working week passed in a blur and all too soon the team building trip was here. To make matters worse, we had to drive there. Being the stereotypical twat, Shane made a song and dance about it, insisting that he do all the driving, not that I minded all that much. It gave me a chance to read over some paperwork I’d brought with me and I could fake falling asleep so I didn‘t have to talk to him if things got awkward. We loaded our bags into the back of the hire car and set off.
This was going to be a long journey. Neither of us wanted to speak first so I broke the tension by turning on the radio. I started singing along with it under my breath. We were driving through the countryside when, as is so typical in Ireland, it started to rain, pouring down, turning the sky grey and making the road slick. Shane pulled the car into the roadside and rubbed his temples. “Christ what a day for traveling huh?”
“Yea unbelievable, it’s almost bouncing off the road huh? How far off the hotel do you think we are?” I asked.
“About an hour yet anyway.”
Fucking hell, another hour with this jerk, I thought. It must have shown on my face because he snarled at me, “Yeah Alexis you’re not exactly my first choice of a traveling companion either, believe me. I didn’t exactly ask for this goddamn trip. You make it painfully obvious at work that you think that I am a waste of space, why would you leave this trip thinking anything other than that? Let’s just be civil to each other and try to make the best of this situation.”
I sat back reeling from the unseen verbal ambush, then shock turned to anger. “Me?” I questioned. “You have the nerve to think that I wanted this trip, yeah I’ll admit we’re not the best matched pair to send away for this but I’m not here to make your life hell on this and if anyone has an attitude problem here it’s you, with your snide comments, rude remarks and always undermining every little thing I do.”
“Yeah well,” he stammered, “if you weren’t so fucking aloof and unattainable I wouldn’t spend my work days thinking about doing this…” and before I could ask what he had leaned across the small space and had caught my mouth in the hottest kiss, his lips forcing mine apart. The intensity of the kiss made me swoon and moan into his mouth, then I realised what I was doing. I hated this guy, he hated me, but the thought didn’t stay in my head for long as his hands ran up the length of my spine, settled on the back of my neck, and pulled me closer.
A loud knock at the driver’s window shook us apart. Shane quickly screwed the window down and we looked out at a very red faced farmer.
“Are the two of you lost? I could give ya directions- where the pair of you headed?”
Shane gabbled to the man for a few minutes, thanked him, and started up the car and pulled back into the road. I couldn’t look at him. I was still trying to fathom exactly what had happened. I replayed the kiss in my mind my hand drifted up to my mouth. I let my fingertips rub over the rough scrub his stubble had left there. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him grin and quickly let my hand drop down into my lap. Never had I imagined that he had ever thought of me as anything more than a pain in the ass like I thought of him, but this was a total shock. Not only did this guy say that he was, well, attracted to me he’d just acted on it too.
We drove in silence to the hotel. Shane swung the car into a reserved bay at the front of the hotel. I grabbed the booking details from my handbag, got out of the car, and walked to the boot to get my bag. We both walked into the hotel without saying a word. At the reception I gave our details to the girl behind the desk, we signed the slips, got our key cards and stepped into the lift. Our rooms were next door to each other. Damn wasn’t this gonna be fun? I forgot about it as I opened my suite door- it was incredible. I threw my bag on top of the bed and looked around me. The room had a huge double bed, massive bathroom with a huge tub, a wardrobe, a dresser, table and chairs, a comfy chair and a TV. This was incredible. I couldn’t believe that the company would spring for a place like this. As I looked around I grabbed my bag from the top of the bed and went to open the door of the built in wardrobe and found myself face to face with Shane.
Adjoining rooms. How the hell did we get adjoining rooms? This wasn’t good, especially after what happened in the car. After a call to reception it seemed that we were stuck this way too as there were no other rooms available and the damn door latch was busted.
“So what do we do?” I asked Shane.
“Well Alexis I think I can manage to share a closed door with you, unless that is you want me to share more,” he muttered as he crossed the small space between us to capture my lips again forcing his mouth against mine and backing me against the wall practically pinning me between his chest and the wall, his lips prying mine apart.
I parted my lips a little trying to break the kiss, but it just gave him the opening he was looking for. As he thrust his tongue into my mouth I caught a moan in the back of my throat. Man this was the hottest kiss that I’d ever experienced but I couldn’t do this. I pulled away from him. Looking up into his dark brown eyes I saw the lust burning in their depth.
“Shane we can’t do this,” I said softly. “I have a husband and this would only affect our working relationship.”
His eyes blazed and he stepped away from
me. “Yeah, it’s funny how your husband didn’t come into the equation until now. As for work any relationship would be better than what we have now.”
With that he turned on his heel and stormed out of the room, slamming the adjoining door behind him.
I stood in the middle of the suite for a few moments before the reality of the situation began to sink in, he was right our working relationship was screwed now anyway but I didn’t like the dispersions this ass was casting on my marriage. Sure I’ll admit that it wasn’t the greatest but who the hell did he think he was talking to me like that? To make matters worse I knew that I had to stay here to do this course, my career depended on it. Shaking with anger I started to unpack my bag, hanging my clothes up and leaving my wash bag into the bathroom. I glanced at my watch it was 9.30; it had been a long time since we’d left the factory this evening and although I was angry I was hungry too, but I’d be damned if I was going to ask that arse if he was going for dinner. I’d dine alone first. Unfortunately as I opened the door of my room Shane did exactly the same and we came face to face again. Shit- I guess we both had the same idea.
I brushed passed him in the hallway keeping my head down. “I’m going down for something to eat, let’s just chill out before this thing tomorrow. I’ll see you later Shane.”
But as I turned to walk down the hallway he caught hold of my arm. “Alexis I’m sorry I was an ass ok? I shouldn’t have said what I said, let’s just start over again, ok?”
I opened my mouth to speak but I caught a glimpse of those eyes and realised that I couldn’t stay mad at him. “Sure,” I said. “Join me for dinner?”
Surprisingly enough the dinner went great- we both really relaxed and let go a lot. I had a few glasses of wine with my dinner and I started to feel a bit light headed. As I stood up to leave the table I felt the wine hit my head and giggled a little to myself.
“Fancy a nightcap in the bar?” Shane said. “It’s early yet.”
I looked at my watch; it was only 11pm. “Ok sure.”
What the hell? I thought as we walked into the bar. I glanced around, there weren’t many people around. We got a table and ordered a drink as we settled into our surroundings. I started to look at Shane in a different way, his eyes sparkled when he laughed, his whole demeanour changed. We spoke about our childhoods, growing up. I didn’t know why I had thought that he was such an ass- he was ok. Sure we were never going to be best friends but still this was better than what we’d had before. I found myself getting more and more comfortable with him and thinking more and more about that kiss. I caught myself a few times focusing on his mouth as he spoke, imagining him leaning over the table, kissing me again. I must have been daydreaming because I realised that Shane was sitting waiting on me to answer him and I had no idea what he’d said.
I blinked and faked tiredness. “Mmm that journey wiped me out. I think I’m gonna head to bed now.”
Shane looked at me with a bemused expression on his face. “Yeah we do have an early start tomorrow and I think that you’ve had a little to much to drink, let’s get you off to bed eh?” He stood up and held out his hand to help me up. “Come on you, bedtime.”
He placed his hand on the small of my back and guided me to the elevators; my legs were a little shaky but it had more to do with his proximity than the alcohol. I’d never felt as sure of what I wanted. The lift doors opened and we stepped inside. I watched as Shane leaned forward and pushed the button. I knew then what I wanted and what I had to do. He leaned back against the wall of the elevator. I looked across at him.
“What’s wrong Alexis, are you ok?” he asked.
“I’ve never felt better.” I moved closer to him, looking into his eyes then I wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him close to me kissing him with all the passion that he had kissed me with earlier. The alcohol had made me bolder, but I knew what I was doing. I pressed my body against his moaning as his arms came behind me curving around my waist then sliding up my spine. I felt as if I was going to melt, his fingertips went under the edge of my shirt and set fire to my skin. I’d never felt hotter. Then all of a sudden he stopped pushed me gently away.
“Alexis you’re drunk, you’re not thinking straight, you have a husband remember?”
He stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hotel corridor toward his room, leaving me standing blinking in dismay. How could he do that? Who the hell did he think he was? I was offering myself to him and he was walking away.
I stared at Shane as he went into his hotel room and closed the door behind him. I couldn’t believe it. I went into my own room and looked into the mirror- I was attractive enough, why didn’t he want me? I couldn’t figure it out; he’d certainly seemed to want me earlier, why not now? I went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. I quickly shed my clothes and stepped under the hot spray, thinking that perhaps I could wash away the feeling that Shane had ignited in me. I reached for the bottle of shower gel and squeezed some of it into the palm of my hand. I started to rub it into my skin but all I could think about was his fingertips on my spine. I gasped as my own fingers caressed between my legs, I closed my eyes and let the fantasy take over. I imagined Shane here with me, caressing my skin, massaging the slick gel over me, then taking the shower head and directing the spray over my shoulders down over my breasts past my stomach and over my thighs, his mouth then on my neck his hands cupping my ass, his mouth moving down to my breasts taking each nipple one at a time into his mouth, making me arch my back with the absolute pleasure of it, him moving lower then licking a path down over my tummy, past my belly button before he parted my legs and pushed his tongue inside me. I let my back fall against the cool tiled wall of the shower, one hand teasing my breasts the other moving between my legs sliding my fingers in and out of myself letting the pad of my thumb tease my clit. I felt my thighs start to tremble as I could feel my orgasm start deep within me, squeezing my eyes tighter together I could almost sense him in the room with me. I pushed my hand inside me once again letting my thumb press hard on my clit, thinking all the time of Shane’s mouth there and I cried out his name as I came. The hot water sluicing over my body as my pussy pulsed around my fingers I could barely catch my breath, and when I opened my eyes I couldn’t breathe at all for there in the bathroom with me was Shane, his eyes dark with lust.
“What the hell do you think you are doing in here?” I asked, my body shaking partly with anger but more with embarrassment not knowing exactly how much Shane had seen, as I grabbed for a towel wrapping it around me trying to cover myself from his eyes.
“I think you know why I’m here Alexis, though I have to admit I thought after that little display you’d be a lot happier to see me.”
I could feel my face burning at the thought of what he had witnessed. “Get out now, how dare you come into my room, what did you think you were doing you….”
He stepped forward, grabbed me out of the shower, and silenced my protests with his mouth. Through sheer embarrassment I tried to push him away but I wanted him too much and didn’t fight it for too long as his hands found their way under my towel, inching slowly up the back of my thighs then without warning he pulled the towel away dropping it to the floor. He pulled me against him pressing my breasts tightly against his chest, his hands grabbing my ass and pulling my hips against his so I could feel his erection press against me. I slid my hands over his back and started to undo the buttons on his shirt. When I’d loosened it I let my hands drop to the waistband of his jeans. I fought with his zipper till it loosened then I slid my hand down the front of his jeans then wrapped my hand around his cock. He gasped as I took him into my hand. That sound excited me more; I ran my tongue across his lower lip before breaking the kiss.
I took his shirt and pushed it back over his shoulders baring more of his gorgeous body; he had a black Celtic tattoo on his collarbone. I couldn’t resist running my tongue over it. I let my mouth slide further down his chest, gently biting him, moving then further down over h
is stomach, pulling his shirt down his arms as I moved downward. The shirt caught on his arms, trapping them in the sleeves behind his back. I dropped to my knees letting my tongue tease a spot just below his belly button. I grabbed the waistband of his jeans and boxers and tugged them down letting them fall to the floor. His cock sprang forward free from its confine. There was a drop of precum glistening on the tip. I bent my head forward, letting my tongue run across the head of his cock, tasting him. I wrapped my lips around him and he let out a strangled cry and tried to move his hands but the sleeves of the shirt were still trapping his arms behind his back. He struggled with it as I continued to run the tip of my tongue across the head of his cock, teasing him by only letting the tip of his cock into my mouth. I ran my hand up the inside of his thigh till I reached the top of his legs. I let my hand softly cup his balls as I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock before slowly taking all of him into my mouth. All of a sudden there was the sound of fabric ripping. Shane had torn the shirt trying to loosen his arms. I looked up at him with his cock still in my mouth, my tongue frantically working him. His legs started to shake; he fell against the wall to steady himself and brought one hand around to the back of my head threading his fingers through my hair.
“Fuck Alexis you’re too much, if you don’t stop I’m going to cum.” He cupped the side of my face gently and pulled me back up to face him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his. I leant forward to kiss him but he stopped me; he started to lick the column of my throat- that had always been one way to make me hot, I damn near melted in his arms. I could feel my pussy pulsing with each lick and kiss of his mouth on my neck, sending pangs of want directly to my core.
Shane carried me from the bathroom into the bedroom, never stopping kissing me once. I wanted him so much that all rational thought had left me. I was grinding myself against him silently begging him. Shane set me onto the bed then knelt down on the floor; he grasped my hips, pulled me towards him, parting my legs. I let out a little cry as he started to lick a trail up over my leg, past my knee, till he was so damn close to where I needed him but I needed more than this- I wanted to feel his body on mine.
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