Knee-tremblers: The collected stories by Polly J Adams

Author:Polly J Adams [Adams, Polly J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-11-03T13:44:51+00:00

The Long Shot

Sometimes, just sometimes, I dig myself a hole and then I keep on digging.

It all started at a dinner party. A group of friends, some colleagues from work. One of those colleagues, Katie, brought her husband, Reuben, having already confided in me that their marriage was on its last legs and they were trying to breathe a bit of life back into it. Her husband was hot, we flirted, we sat next to each other at dinner, our legs touched, his hand strayed to my lap. You know how it goes.

All of it, just a bit of flirting. Some fun. I could have left that party and thought no more of it. I'm a flirty kind of person. I like a laugh. I like a bit of innuendo. I like to engage with someone and think that maybe in another life something could have happened.

But no, he was married to my new colleague and they were struggling to get their relationship back on track and so while flirting was probably a bit too much, there could certainly be nothing more.

So we went through and fucked in our host's bathroom, urgent and intense up against the door.

Like I say, I dig my holes and then I dig them deeper.

So, we'd crossed a line, but maybe we could still put it behind us. Except, he got my number, started to text, started to tell me how he couldn't get me out of his head and I realised he wasn't just stringing me a line. I couldn't get him out of my head either.

Text messages became a phone call, which led to him visiting my apartment one evening when he should have been at home fucking his wife, who'd had an entire evening planned for him.

I felt bad about that. Of course I felt bad. But by then we'd been taken over. Nothing was going to stop us.

Not even a gangbang at a club Reuben had taken me to. Me blindfolded, men – I've no idea how many men! – taking it in turns to fuck me and wank over me, so that I ended the evening covered in semen and sweat and tangled in Reuben's arms at the centre of a mass of bodies.

That night we definitely crossed a line.

Where do you go from there?

You go back to work the next Monday, that's what you do. You spend the morning quietly tucked away in your office, head down in paperwork, trying to forget your lunch date with Katie.

Just in case you ever find yourself in the same situation: that's what you do.

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