I’ve been living vicariously through you guys for a while so I thought I’d chip in with a tale or two of my own. Had this throwaway for a while and as I’ve got a day off I’ll try to write this up … first time so excuse any mistakes. This happened a couple of years ago, and for those looking for a marathon shagging session I apologise in advance .. this is 95% build up.
I’m male, Scottish, mid to late forties and divorced. I have a school aged boy with split custody … a few days midweek and every other weekend, but the ex-wife had recently been away so I was owed a week to myself. It was getting into the dark, cold autumn nights and mornings and I fancied a few days in the sun before winter properly kicked in. Sand between my toes, sun on my shoulders, cold beers and no commute to worry about in the morning.
I mentioned this at a meeting with my managers on a Friday afternoon and they started reeling off dates I couldn’t go away as I was needed for this project and that event, so asked,