Preface - My girlfriend's best friend told me this story over beers one evening. I spent US$35 getting the whole story out of her. This is a true story because I eventually met Matt who, while not telling me the whole story, told me enough to corroborate most of it.
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She opened her mouth to say hello to Stella who brushed past quickly straight into Lynn's office without making eye contact. That was rude, thought Meg about her co-worker's actions - coming into the office in the middle of the day without even saying a simple hi.
"YOU WHAT?" boomed Lynn's voice through the open door.
Meg jumped to her feet and appeared at the office door before the echo of the yell subsided.
"What's going on?" Meg asked meekly.
"Stella slept with Matt," Lynn stated in a matter-of-fact tone.
"WHAT? What about Crytal? I thought he was..." Meg replied indicating Matt's finacee.
Stella cut her off. "It just happened, ok? I mean this morning in Hendersonville. It was completely by accident. We didn't plan anything. It was just a convenient accident."
"You don't accidentally have sex with somebody!" barked Lynn.
This was going to present a real problem managing her office, thought Lynn. Stella and Matt had been road warriors with the company for years, for longer than Lynn had been there. But each had their own projects that rarely allowed their paths to cross in the field. But this last "all-hands-on-deck" emergency situation at the Hendersonville unit required both of them to be there at the same time. Lynn saw nothing wrong with the assignment, and even if she did it was an emergency situation that would have superceded any company policy about workers travelling together.
"Well, I mean, it just happened. It's not like we planned anything. You know how crazy it was! I picked up Matt at his apartment at 5:00 o'clock yesterday morning. We got there at like 7:30 and didn't stop until around 10 last night. I honestly didn't see him all day. He was with IT and I was in production. He finished before me and was checking things out when I bumped into him. We laughed and said something like we work in the same office and never see each other. I think we were so tired we were giddy."
"So, y'all just decided to spend the night together or what?" asked Meg.
"No, no, no. We were hungry and didn't know what would still be opened there. Turns out nothing was, so we went to a supermarket to at least get something to bring back to the hotel to eat. Then we realized we didn't even have a hotel reservation! Everything just happened so fast we didn't get Maxie to make reservations. We started calling places until we finally found a Holiday Inn Express that had a vacancy. Except when we got there it was just one room. Some kind of fabric convention in Carriere sold out everything."
"Oh yeah," Lynn breathed. "I forgot about that. It's huge."
"Yeah, well, there was only one room, and well, we took it. He said he would sleep in the car, but I told him that was stupid. I said there would be two beds in the room, but the clerk shook her head and said 'king.' So I said I would sleep on the sofa, but the clerk shook her head again. No sofa. Just a dresser and tv and some chairs.
"Well, I took the key and we both talked as we walked back to the car for our bags. I told him that we were both grownup and could act like adults. Anyway, we were so tired and hungry that messing around was the very last thing on our minds. I mean seriously, I know Crystal and I like her a lot. And you know how much respect I have for Matt, I mean, for our whole team. I would never plan to do something to mess anything up."
Stella sat quietly brooding about the events. Meg put an arm on her shoulder. They both looked upset. Lynn appeared angry but concerned.
Lynn spoke, "so you ate and...?"
"Well, we ate quickly. Like I said, we were both so tired, so we took turns going to the bathroom to get ready. We hadn't planned to be sharing a room with anyone so our pajamas weren't really meant for company. At least mine weren't. And to tell you the truth, I don't think he brought any! He came out in his boxer briefs still with wet hair and he looked very self-conscious..."
"Matt in boxer briefs? Ooooo," cooed Meg. "I don't think I would have been able to control myself either! It's his eyes, but those buns!"
"Hush!" commanded Lynn. But truth be known she was thinking the same thing herself. This was definitely a tough assignment. For a 32-year-old Matt had the body of a high school athlete. He was a marathon bicyclist and a health nut. She admitted to herself being hypnotized sometimes watching him work at his desk and just wondering. But this is reality now, she thought. And her worker, her friend Stella had crossed the line with him. She's so lucky, she thought then immediately reprimanded herself for thinking that.
"Yeah, and yes he did look good. And that's when I started getting nervous. See, I only bought my pink gown, and well, it's seen its better days. But like I said, I didn't plan for an overnighter with anyone. Good gosh, it's not sexy or anything. It's just an old gown, but I was so self-conscious because it's just not that concealing. Anyway, I thought he would be asleep when I came out after my bath. But he wasn't. He was waiting to turn out the light. And he was way over on the other side of the bed like he was going to fall out any minute."
"Did he say anything when you came out?" asked Meg.
"Well, yeah, kinda..." admitted Stella.
"WHAT? What did he say?" demanded Lynn, immediately criticizing herself for reacting that way. She had to command some exposure as their superior.
"He just said that I looked nice. I know I blushed and told him thanks. I told him that he looked good too before thinking about it. Then I saw his 'lump' in the sheets and I got even more embarrassed. That's not even what I meant, but he got embarrassed too and adjusted himself in bed. I think that's when it got tense."
"So that's when it happened?" Meg begged.
"No, we just went to sleep. He turned out the lights and we said goodnight. I just felt so weird laying in the same bed and telling each other goodnight. It took me a long time to get to sleep, but I heard him kind of snoring almost right away. I guessed he didn't think anything of it."
"No, I'm sure he's used to sleeping with single women in a king size bed," Lynn offered trying to lighten the situation if anything.
"So, that's it? When you said slept with Matt that's what you meant? That you slept in the same bed and that's all?" Meg sounded disgusted as if she were ready for some deep gossip but was told a joke instead.
"Just wait. Listen." continued Stella.
"We did fall asleep. But sometimes early this morning we were close together in the bed almost spooning. I could feel his breath on my neck. He was still sleeping. I could tell because of his breathing. I just laid there thinking about where we were and how relieved I was that we made it through the night without it getting weird, you know?"
"So, you just got up and got out?" asked Meg.
"I wish! No, I just laid there thinking about it. And the more I thought about it the more, well, you know, the more I felt something."
"You got horny," smiled Meg.
"Yeah, I guess. A lot." Stella seemed embarrassed now.
"Well, I know I would!" said Meg.
"I just kind of laid there thinking about him in his boxer briefs. My back was to him but I tried to turn to see him. I didn't want to disturb him though, so I just laid there. Then I thought about scooting back just a bit to maybe touch him, you know, maybe his leg or his arm..."
"Or something else," chided Meg, a nasty smile on her face."
"Yeah, well that's what happened," offered Stella.
"You felt his dick?" Meg was surprised.
