Wanna fuck?
Yikes! I had a fun day at work yesterday. I was propositioned by a co-worker. Here's how it went down:
OK, so I am out of town on business with two co-workers. On our evenings off, one of the co-workers and I hit up the liquor store for some beer and something a little harder. My choice was tequila; his was Jack Daniels. We split a 12 pack of beer and finish our individual serving bottles of the hard stuff. Whilst drinking, TV in his hotel room was on. It was late at night, and it was HBO. It was soft-core porn. A show called the "Cat House" about a joint called the "Bunny Ranch."
Well, in the middle of the show, he starts asking provocative questions: "What gets you off?" "Do you like it when people bite your clit?" "Have you ever done that with a woman?" (pointing at the TV where a lesbian scene is going on). At this point I am turning red, stuttering and stammering trying to answer these inappropriate questions, obviously embarrassed and nervous.
Then, before I can finish answering one of his numerous questions, out of the blue: "Wanna fuck?" And then after I politely refuse, "I can eat your pussy real good."
First of all, the guy is gross. He has kids older than I am. He has a wife. And grandkids. I told him I wasn't interested and quickly left his room.
The next day was awkward to say the least. Breakfast went by with just the very minimum of conversation: "Did you sleep well?" "Hotel beds suck," etc.
Later on in the day (much later, like hours later) he actually apologized. He came up with the lame excuse that he was "buzzed and horny" after drinking so much and watching that porn show. Whatever.
The only "good" thing to come of the experience: I realized he doesn't know.
-Sassy
OK, so I am out of town on business with two co-workers. On our evenings off, one of the co-workers and I hit up the liquor store for some beer and something a little harder. My choice was tequila; his was Jack Daniels. We split a 12 pack of beer and finish our individual serving bottles of the hard stuff. Whilst drinking, TV in his hotel room was on. It was late at night, and it was HBO. It was soft-core porn. A show called the "Cat House" about a joint called the "Bunny Ranch."
Well, in the middle of the show, he starts asking provocative questions: "What gets you off?" "Do you like it when people bite your clit?" "Have you ever done that with a woman?" (pointing at the TV where a lesbian scene is going on). At this point I am turning red, stuttering and stammering trying to answer these inappropriate questions, obviously embarrassed and nervous.
Then, before I can finish answering one of his numerous questions, out of the blue: "Wanna fuck?" And then after I politely refuse, "I can eat your pussy real good."
First of all, the guy is gross. He has kids older than I am. He has a wife. And grandkids. I told him I wasn't interested and quickly left his room.
The next day was awkward to say the least. Breakfast went by with just the very minimum of conversation: "Did you sleep well?" "Hotel beds suck," etc.
Later on in the day (much later, like hours later) he actually apologized. He came up with the lame excuse that he was "buzzed and horny" after drinking so much and watching that porn show. Whatever.
The only "good" thing to come of the experience: I realized he doesn't know.
-Sassy
posted by Erin @ 3:35 AM
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