*Thursdays aren’t usually exciting. Perhaps a little, the slow slide into the weekend, getting the Friday feeling. Last Thursday was different. It starts, as most of these stories do, with a guy and a girl. I’m the girl in this, my name is R. We met at work and had been sneaking around and having little bits of fun here and there that culminated in this. Thursday.*
*We finished work early and travelled to a nearby city. The hotel we had booked was nice, not just a basic chain. I’d love to say we were looking for a romantic setting but actually we just wanted a nice shower and plenty of room for the things we had planned. The drive had been relaxed and friendly with that nice edge of nervous butterflies. It built as we checked in and were shown to our room.*
*There wasn’t any time wasted. A few minutes to check out the room and then he kissed me. We began slowly exploring each other’s bodies, hands stroking and fingers figuring out where the buttons and zips were, gradually and heatedly undressing one another, only breaking our kiss when we had to.*