"Woohoohoo, did you see that 180, totally bossing it out there" I grinned at Katja. "That's gonna be some pretty extreme footage."
"Mmm, soon maybe you'll be able to do it off a jump higher than the length of your dick Jay" Katja quipped.
"Pfft whatever, that jump was massive."
"If two inches is massive Jay" Katja grinned wickedly at me.
I blushed a deep red in response, "whatever Kat, I just meant, I mean I wasn't relating it to that."
"Uh huh... Anyway Jay, when you start making some extreme videos on your GoPro, come talk to me, in the mean time you can check out my ones on youtube, they've got quite a few hits."
Sometimes I hated Kat, that 5"8 fit, sexy as hell body with her gorgeous eastern European face with soft, unblemished pale skin and blond shoulder length hair. She was also ridiculously good at boarding and regularly made me and our other colleagues look like a bunch of schoolboy amateurs. Unfortunately she was arrogant about it. She knew she was skilled and great looking and didn't care about flaunting it. I wanted her more badly than any woman I'd seen, wanted to feel her hot body against mine, to fill every cavity of hers, she was the cause of the majority of my wet dreams the winter of 2012-2013
That was the last day I saw her for a couple of years. I didn't work the next ski season as I found a new passion in kayaking, not quite as hardcore I admit but I found it fun. Little did I know the crazy events that would unfold when I saw her next. I'd just turned 22 and ran into her walking around university. She decided to finally start studying something as apparently trying to make money from snowboarding was too demanding on her body. Personally I thought that body could demand anything it wanted. I was on my way back from class when she ran up to me.
"Jay! Wow, how random, so, how about being a tour guide to the university for your old buddy" she winked. No need to ask how I am or anything Kat, I thought to myself. I took her around the campus but she seemed more interested in asking about the bars and snowboarding groups at the university. She also spared some time for checking out some of the bigger, better looking guys wandering about, most of which she made turn back and gawk at her.
"So Jay, I think as fun as this tour is I'd rather know about some good places in this town for nightlife, give me your phone and I'll save my number. I'll message you later when can pick me Friday up to show me around aii" she grinned, knowing it was a formality that I'd free up some time for her as she entered her number into my phone. "Anyway, I think I've had enough university stuff for the day, I'm heading home, see ya Friday" she said with a wink, turned on her heel and strode off, her perfect figure turning heads as she went.
Friday came and sure enough I got a message from Katja simply reading see you at 8, along with her address. I was kind of annoyed that she took me for granted but the chance to get to be seen hanging out with someone as hot as her was something I knew I couldn't pass up. I got there dot on time and buzzed for her apartment. Her rich daddy had made sure she had her own place and didn't have to share a room with another university student so she could focus on her studies. To Katja though it simply meant a place she could treat like a trash can and hold parties in. That's what she told me she planned to do with it anyway.
On the third buzz she finally answered "Yeah hold up Jay, I'm half naked here OK!" Why did she have to say that, I could feel the excitement building between my legs at the thought and did my best to not think of a half naked Katja. Finally, 15 minutes later she came down to the bottom of the apartment block to meet me. I raised and eyebrow. "Oh chill out Jay, it's a long elevator, I am in the penthouse after all" she smiled confidently.
We made it to the first pub, and then another, until I was beginning to get tipsy and Katja was well on her way to drunk when we stumbled into our first nightclub. Seems I'm better at her at something after all, even if it is only drinking.
"Ah Jay, you're so boring" she yelled as she tried for a second time to get me onto the dance floor. "Are you gay, is that it? I've always wondered I have to admit" she laughed.
"No! I just don't like dancing OK" I yelled back. I can't believe she asked if I was gay, I wondered if she'd actually ever been nice to anyone ever.
"OK, OK chill out stress head, don't worry, I appreciate you, you're the safe guy who doesn't do anything rash and can be relied on to try and gather every one up at the end of the night, we all need one of those guys JayJay. Maybe those guys are the safe and boring ones, but there has to be a few of them to look after fun people like me so don't worry" she added with a wink and a cruel laugh.
"Yeah, OK Kat, I'm just gonna go to the bathroom."
"Have fun, I'll be here, then when you're back we can hit the floor, maybe I'll bust out some 180's" she laughed.
I groaned to myself as I walked away, why do I let myself get trodden over? I'd like to show her who's gay and who's boring. I stood at the urinal and let out a moan of pleasure as I emptied my bladder of a good 6 or 7 beers. I considered just leaving her to the club but decided to go back, maybe she wanted me to dance with her and that's why she wanted me on the floor. As I got back to where we were drinking, sure enough she wasn't there. I sighed and started looking for her, finally finding her on the dancefloor, hands down some guys pants that she was making out with while his right hand slid under her top. That was the last straw, I was going.
I left the club and one block down passed my favourite bar and decided to go in for a night cap. Nothing like a good glass of whiskey to forget a rubbish night. I managed to just have the one and stumbled out of the bar just to see Kat staggering down the street looking absolutely wasted. She saw me and stumbled towards me.
