This story starts a few years back. Word came to me that the legendary Clearly Canadian were looking to secure financing for a return to market. Nostalgia took over, and I had to get a few cases.
Along with this return, a contest was advertised. An all expense paid trip to the legendary Whistler, and I had to pick eight people to go along with me. So, what the heck, I subscribed.
I had all but forgotten about until a few months later, when I got an email. To my surprise, I had actually won the contest!
Then began the existential process of actually picking my crew. I did know a thing for sure, though -- I definitively wanted my coworker and friend Vero along for the ride, if she agreed. And to my delight, she did.
So then comes departure day. The plane ride takes quite a while... and still knackered from the week of night shifts, I decide to get some sleep.
Several hours later, we finally make it. We all drop off our luggage, get geared up, and we are off for a day of snowboarding!
We all get back to the hotel later that evening. I get to my room, remove all my gear, and promptly crash on the bed. I crack open a can of energy drink, and start some music.
But, even an energy drink cannot ward off all this tiredness -- my eyes close, and I feel myself drifting away... and then there is a faint knock on the door. So faint, my lucid dreaming self wonders if I heard right or if it's just in my dream.
The questioning snaps me out of my sleep, and I get up to go to the door to see if I heard right. And I did indeed -- Vero stands in front of me, and noticing my sleepyness jokes about my stamina. Chuckling, I tell her to come in.
"Oof, I haven't been this physically tired in ages", she says to me, and then promptly crashing in my bed. Something tells me the evening is only getting started... so I reach in my bag, and scrounge, looking for the Jolt Endurance Shot I kept for emergencies.
I pop the cap, and down it in one sip. I cannot help but gag at the cough syrup flavour... but well, if my instinct is right I will need every bit of energy I can squeeze.
Vero is curious about the Endurance Shot, so I retrieve the second one I have. Dang, I only brought three... curious, she cracks it open and downs it, and also gags at the taste.
Time passes, and we are just laying in bed, discussing. Then all of sudden, I feel her hand caressing and grabbing my penis. I have switched over to some very loose basket-style shorts so she has quick access to my cock, and she makes the most of it. It quickly becomes rock-hard to her soft massaging, and a shiver goes down my spine. Vero stands up, and in one smooth, flawless move, unties my pants and swipes them off along with my boxers, exposing my cock, hard out of lust for her.