All I had wanted was a cup of tea; specifically, a venti Starbucks chai tea latte. The heater in the hotel room kept me up all night and I was not functioning at my best. A good hot, sweet cup of tea would cure what ails me, and let me focus on the work ahead. I texted you, “I need tea”, fully expecting you to tell me to get off my ass and get it myself.
You had, in fact, successfully avoided my room all weekend. Despite our client changing the order of the presentation – again - you chose to do make the changes on a laptop in the bar or the hotel’s Business Center. You told me in no uncertain terms, we would get no work done if we met in either of our rooms.
Perhaps, based on the fact that you are currently straddling my chest, your fingers inside me and your dick in my mouth, you might have had a point. But I’m getting ahead of myself…
The Challenge by Kim Iverson Headlee
9 years ago
