If you know me then you'll know I have been waiting for this moment for a long, long time. I mean going back to my early twenties I had some fun girl on girl experiences that always started and finished with making out. You know those games you use to play when you had a few drinks.
"I dare you to kiss her" or "You won't kiss her with tongue for a full minute."
Yeah...I was that girl. I had a lot of fun. But it always ended there. So, this was definitely on my bucket list. You could say right at the top. And what made it even more appealing. Is because I have been trying to fulfill this fantasy for well over a year. It's like the holy grail. I have been searching, I have come close and right when I think I might get it... it gets moved.
Turns out, that old saying is totally true here... "You usually find what you are looking for, the moment you stop looking for it." Because that is exactly what happened.
After months of searching, dating apps, kink sites, DMs... I finally found the opportunity I was waiting for. Her name is Jess. And by all accounts she lives a very similar lifestyle to me but what really drew me to her was the fact that she looks as if she loves sex just as much as I do. We had previously messaged a few years prior, but distance got between us.
So when she popped up into my DMs in late November saying she would be in town with her husband, I was very, very excited.
Jess-
Hey any chance you will be free around the 13th December. We are looking at coming down for the weekend?
Millie-
Yeahhh! Friday works for me. What were you thinking?
Jess-
Maybe us and a few guys if we could organise it.
Millie-
Leave it with me. 3 or 4 guys? Maybe 2 each ;P.
Jess-
That sounds perfect.
And that was that. I don't think anything has ever been so easy before. I mean I say it all the time, but if everyone thought like a guy, sex would be so much easier. I guess our slutty guy mentally really pulled through here.
Hotel was booked, guys were organised, of course, with a few added extras because we all know how flaky guys can be and then... we wait. The worst part about any of this. wait. I mean it's like a kid waiting for Santa. You know something fun is about to happen, but you still have to live life like normal until the day arrives.
So, for the next 2 weeks I went to work, did my mum duties and counted down the days until Friday the 13th.
What was really funny though, was that my work Christmas party was also booked for the 13th. As the day gets closer, I always start to get a little antsy. Worst of all, I had to sit through my work Christmas party too. Obviously working in a male dominated industry this meant that my Christmas party consisted of a bunch of older, richer guys who after one or two drinks, love to get a bit of liquid courage.
Of course, I sat through it all like the innocent, faithful married wife that I portray. Little did they know that in a few hours time,I'd be on my back getting railed by a roomful of men. And the thought of this always makes me pussy wet.
I mean if the roles were reversed, I bet they'd never assume I had a secret like this. I mean they probably fantasize about what it would be like to fuck me (probably in my office) but the thought of me on my knees surrounded by cock. I bet that would be too wild even for their fantasies.
Hubby picked me up from the party. He wasn't game enough to walk in though. Which was lucky because if he walked in, he would have seen me sitting at the bar surrounded by one of my bosses and two other male colleagues all trying to be overly friendly with me. I think that's a story for another time and something that Hubby would definitely not have handled well. Only because too much excitement in one day wouldn't be good for his cock.