Writer's note
This story follows on directly from the events in chapter one. It's probably worth reading that first to get an idea about the events in this piece.
While based on real events, the sexual nature of this story is entirely fictional. I hope you enjoy it though. Please let me know if you do and I will continue the story with other members of the NUS. I've had a bit of negative feedback from the NUS...which I'm not surprised by (they're all a bit too prudish for my liking). Anyway, some positive feedback would be good...not necessarily saying it's great, but just some positive feedback of where I can improve and what it's missing. Thanks.
Kat gets the cream
Following the failure of the morning's vote on the governance review, the afternoon was a bit of a damp squib...well, for most people. I'd got lucky with the NUS President Gemma Tumelty earlier that morning so I'd got good reason to be cheerful. I was lucky enough to be sitting near to her, and the other members of NUS' executive council (think of it as a 'front bench' for student politics) and I caught Gemma's eye once or twice during the afternoon's debate. I was happy to see a smile on her face despite the morning's democratic turn of events.
Gemma was sitting next to Kat Stark, the national women's officer and that morning's chair of conference (the chair changes every few hours -- presumably so that individuals get a break from having to listen intently to the commies, nationalists and trots bleeding on about 'comrades' and the 'coming revolution'). They began talking to each other...sadly, I couldn't hear what they were saying but as they kept looking in my direction, I had a fair inkling of what it was about.
"You're friend seems keen on you," said Kat.
"Eh?" said Gemma.
"You're 'friend' -- from the alleyway -- the one who helped you 'feel better' after the vote."
"Oh. Yeah. He's probably just making sure I'm still okay -- I was fairly upset this morning."
"I bet. Come on Gemma, I'm not stupid...I didn't just 'bump' into you...I was round the corner listening. He's cute....nice pull."
"oh, Kat..."
"You don't need to say anything...I don't blame you...like I said, he's cute....to be honest, I'm a little jealous."
"Really? Of me or him?"
"A little of both," said Kat, stroking Gemma's thigh under the table. "While I couldn't vote this morning, I was as pissed off as you that the review didn't get through...and I enjoy nothing more than a good fuck to release some tension when things don't quite go my way."
"Amen to that sister," said Gemma. "Well, he's really friendly...and keen to help...I could always ask him if he'd be a shoulder for you to cry on as well."
"Don't you mean bite on?!"
Gemma smiled. "I'll see what I can do"
Gemma winked at me...I wasn't sure what it meant, but given how much fun I'd had this morning, I could only hope that she once again needed a 'shoulder to cry on'...I knew it was only sex, but god, a man could fall easily in love with that woman.
The afternoon sped on -- the same old faces made the same old arguments as we debated NUS' stance on higher education funding (tuition fees, bursaries -- whether students can afford anything more than Sainsbury's own brand jaffa cakes). Tedious does not do it justice.
Thankfully, after two hours of solid debate, and successful vote to change NUS' stance to more progressive engagement with the government, we had a break. I made a beeline for Gemma, but couldn't get close as several other delegates also wanted to speak to her. It was then I felt someone take my hand and pull me away from the crowd.
"Gemma's a bit busy -- but she said I should get you a coffee."
It was Kat -- the sexy, national women's officer. She'd had her hair done since the last NUS event I saw her at. It was still dark brown, but was now short at the back and side and long on top -- brushed forward so it covered her left eye. Usually I'd see it as a little too nu-new romantic but it suited Kat and made her look even foxier. She was also wearing her glasses and as I had a thing for women in spectacles, I was hoping this was more than just a friendly chat -- especially as she'd been looking at me lustfully after her chat with Gemma. I think Kat, like Gemma, was around 25.
"I'm fine with that...maybe you can tell me what you two were talking about during the last vote."
"Oh, nothing much...she was just telling me what a big help you were after the governance vote this morning." Said Kat, before grabbing my dick. "A very BIG help."
I was a bit taken aback...but then I'd heard Kat Stark could be quite forward.
"You know I was upset after the vote this morning too," she said, winking at me and then taking my hand...leading me out of the main hall at the Winter Gardens and into the parade.
"Where are we going?" I said -- it was only a twenty minute break, and the coffee hut was in the opposite direction...not that I was desperate for coffee at this moment.
"Somewhere we won't be disturbed," she said before getting us passed a couple of security staff and up some stairs to what I could only describe as a green room.
"We've booked out the back rooms for our own use...if we need time away to relax. I think it's supposed to be for reading or a quick chat, but right now I need a quick fuck," said Kat -- shutting and locking the door before pushing me into a chair.
