A Work Trip to Remember

Our work loves to do big expensive shows of grandeur. They will fully rent out a hotel, they will bus everyone from the different sites in. They plan out a whole day of team building. Following that comes a lavish meal. They then put on entertainment by night. They are all expenses paid and are an excuse to get drunk on the company dime.

So, when this year's trip rolled around, of course, I was happy to go. The only downside is sharing a room with someone. So far, I have never had any complaints about who I have had to room with.

This year, they have forgone the boring team building. It means a half day of work before getting the bus.

I get into work and before I can even get logged into our systems, Mark comes up to me. "We've made it to Friday, and we are going to get drunk in less than 5 hours." He said, clearly ready for the night away.

"You know I'm not much of an alcoholic," Truth being told, I can drink most people under the table. Yet, I choose not to.

Mark gives me a knowing look. He's seen what I can drink. He knows, especially on the company's dime, I won't stop at one or two. "you'll probably end up drinking more than you think," he says,

He walked over to talk to Paul before sitting down to get on with some work.

Our team chat soon starts to ping, as the team starts to make plans. They discuss who they think they will get paid with. Some of them making switch agreements depending on who they are paired with. When they are going to get dressed, and what their first drink is going to be.

I posted a few messages, then sent in the required boss message, as it was a work event. They aren't to be doing anything that could reflect badly on the company. After that, I muted the chat and left them to it.

It isn't long until it's time for us to log off and go and get onto the bus; I sighed as I climbed on to the bus and walked down to find a couple of empty seats; I slid myself in and leaned back in my chosen seat. The suppleness of the seat surprised me; it was much softer than the typical squeaky pleather busses. Its buttery softness relaxed me, and my worries from the week started to fade away. While I am happy to go on these trips, I find it hard to relax in crowded spaces.

The bus trip itself for these events, with nearby co-workers cracking open beers or scrolling through their phone. The odd advertisement blaring to the embarrassment of the scroll-ee is probably going to be the most enjoyable part of this whole evening.

Nicole made her way onto the bus, and I must admit, my heart skipped a beat. She was a good friend of mine. While we worked in different departments, me and her shared a good friendship, and spoke regularly outside of work.

She was a lot more outgoing than I was. Nicole smiled as she saw me on the bus and took the seat next to mine. I couldn't help but notice the way her body moved as she settled into her seat. The smell of wild berries seems to linger in the air from her perfume.

"Looking forward to this?" she asked with a knowing smile, giving me a playful nudge.

"Yeah," I replied, not sounding enthusiastic, waving my hand dismissively, "You know me. I just love big crowds and lots of social interaction." My voice is thick with sarcasm.

Me and Nicole started to talk, and the conversation flowed easily between us, as it always does. I found myself relaxing and laughing at her jokes and hanging on to her every word.

Nicole leaned in closer to me, her body warm against mine. "I can't wait to see what kind of roommates we get this year," she whispered, her breath tickling my ear. I couldn't help but feel a tingle run through my body at her proximity.

"I hope they're not too wild," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady despite the desire that was building inside me.

Nicole laughed, "Oh, come on. Where's your sense of adventure?" she teased,

I couldn't help but smile at her words. Nicole had always been playful and adventurous, a quality that I admired about her. "I have a sense of adventure." I replied with more enthusiasm that I was feeling at that moment. "I just don't want to end up with a roommate who trashes the hotel room or decides to have a wild party or something."

Nicole's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Well, then," she started to say as she leaned in closer to me. "I guess we'll just have to make sure we're the wildest ones in the room then," she finished, her lips now brushing against my ear.

My heart raced as I felt her warm breath on my skin. The desire that had been building inside me since she first sat down next to me was now almost unbearable. I turned towards her, our faces inches apart, and gazed into her eyes. They were a deep shade of green, and I felt myself getting lost in them.

As I moved in to kiss her, a jarring voice speaks from just behind us, cutting through the music playing, "Ey, guys, you plannin' on Makin' out 'r something.?"

Alex, a colleague who was already at least a couple of drinks over the line, slurred.

Embarrassed by the sudden attention, Nicole pulled away from me slightly and turned to face Alex. "Shut up, Alex! Mind your own business," she snapped.

Despite the interruption, I couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment as Nicole moved away from me. It was clear that she didn't want to be seen as too forward in front of anyone else on the bus.

The rest of the journey was filled with more drinking and banter between colleagues. I felt that I had probably missed any chance of anything happening between me and Nicole, or that maybe she wasn't wanting anything to happen anyway.

When we get to the hotel, we all get off the bus. Some of us are already worse for wear, and the night hasn't even started properly yet.

We go into the hotel, and I collect the key to my room with the rest of the guys from my team. After we had all got our keys, and I worked out that none of them were sharing with me, they all head towards the bar,

"Hey Boss, you going to join us for a drink?" Mark shouts over

"Not just now mate, I'm going to go and get myself suited and booted first, and then I'll be down for drinks... got to pace myself, you know."

They laugh at this, me being the oldest within my team, so it's a running joke that I need to take things slow.

As I made my way up to the rooms, I was wondering who I was going to be sharing with, since it wasn't anyone within my own team. I found myself wishing it was Nicole, but work wouldn't place anyone in that situation unless they were a couple. Even then, the approval process was too much for some couples to bother with.

I opened the door to see a king-sized bed and smiled. One bed meant I was lucky enough to have a room to myself--a bonus of being a team lead, I guessed.

I put my stuff on the bed and go into the bathroom. I shave and then strip off and jump into the shower. I have to say, as showers go, this one is quite fancy, three different heads, 2 removable and quite a large enclosure, you could probably easily fit 3 or 4 people in it.

I couldn't help it but my mind wandered to Nicole and the way she looked sitting next to me, her hair tumbling over her shoulders and her eyes twinkling mischievously. I thought about the way her arm had brushed against mine during the journey, and the way my heart had raced at the proximity of her body.

I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire as I pictured her naked beneath the spray of the shower. My hand slid over my length, stroking myself slowly as I imagined her body pressed against mine, her lips locked on mine, her hands roaming over my skin.

As I pictured her moaning my name, my hand moved faster, my breaths coming in ragged gasps. I let out a low groan as I came, the steam from the shower swirling around me as I slumped against the wall, panting.

As I caught my breath, my mind wandered back to Nicole. I couldn't help but wonder if she was thinking of me too, or if I was the only one consumed by desire.

Once I've finished washing and getting myself cleaned up again, on a whim I decide to shave my pubic area too.

I go out and start putting on the suit that I had rented for the night, when my phone pings, taking a look it's a Message from Mark, saying that they were getting one more before going to the rooms and did I want anything, I texted back that I was on my way down and get me a Whiskey and Ginger.

I made way down to the bar, and there was a good crowd down in the bar still. Some of the men, like myself, were already suited, some of the girls already in their dresses and some were still in the clothes they came in, yet to go and get ready. I must admit I looked about for Nicole, but sadly couldn't see her.

I made my way over to where my team had set themselves up, and Mark handed me my drink.

We talked amongst ourselves for a while, enjoying the drink. I must say Mark picked an excellent whiskey for me. He knows that I generally don't ask for a set brand and like to experiment with different ones.

They all start to head up to their rooms, leaving me alone with my drink. I settle back into the sofa and bring out my phone; I had planned to just surf Reddit, and probably go down some rabbit hole on that site, when Nicole walked in. She had gotten herself dressed before coming down as well.

I couldn't help but gawk at her as she made her way over to the bar, she looked radient in her black strappy dress, her long blond hair flowing elegantly down her back. My mind flashed back to the shower, and I had to shift in my seat to hide the growing bulge in my pants.

She collected her drink from the bar and started to walk around talking to a few people I know, and some I didn't without really taking her eyes off me, before finally making her way over to me, it almost felt like she was trying to not make it obvious that she wanted to come right over to me.

"Hey there," she said with a smile as she took a seat next to me. "You scrub up really well."

I could feel my face flush at her compliment. "You look beautiful," I replied, my eyes meeting hers.

As we talked, my mind was constantly racing with the possibilities of what might happen between us that night. I couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking and if the feel was mutual between us. I decided to give her an easy out.

"I was thinking about getting another drink," I said, nodding towards the bar. "Care to join me?"

Her smile widened, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'd love to," she said, standing up and taking my arm.

As we made our way to the bar, she took my arm into hers. I could feel the heat rising in my body, my desire growing with each passing moment.

We ordered our drinks, hers a cocktail and mine another whiskey, and moved to a quiet corner of the bar, away from as many people that we could. I couldn't help but notice the way her dress clung to her body, accentuating her curves.

As we talked, I could feel the sexual tension between us growing more and more intense by the second. We were both flirting outrageously with each other, not even bothering to hide it anymore, neither of us willing to make a move beyond flirting, she started to tell me a story about a customer she was dealing with and started to lower her voice as she was talking that I had to move closer, and lean in towards her to hear what she was saying, I had just about built up the courage to kiss her, when we were called for dinner.

As we made our way into the dining hall, we quickly looked at the board and I was pleased to see that me and Nicole were at the same table.

"Looks like you're stuck with me for a while longer," I say with a smile.

"Well, there is a lot worse that I could be stuck with," Nicole replied before leaning over, her hand resting on my shoulder to whisper into my ear "and there is no one else that would rather be sitting with tonight." She lets her lips linger near my ear, her breath hot on my skin, before pulling back and smiling an impish smile to me. She takes my hand and leads me over to our table.

I pull out her chair, and seat her, taking the seat to her left, letting my hand skim over her shoulders and back of her neck as I sit down.

I look around the table and realise that apart from Nicole; I don't actually know anyone else at the table. I take a casual glance around the room and realise that this seems to be a recurring theme for each table seems to be 1 or 2 at most tables that I know I would say this is to help everyone mingle with different departments.

During dinner me and Nicole don't get much of a chance to talk more, however under the table her foot is constantly rubbing against my leg, her hands occasionally resting on my thigh or leaning in close to me to speak to someone on the other side of the table.

I am so lost in the feeling of her touch that I barely realise how much I have eaten, however when the desserts are brought out I know that I'll need to make sure I have the energy to do all the things that I want to with Nicole tonight, should I get the chance, and I make sure that I only eat a small portion of the dessert.

After dinner, we make our way back to the bar, and I order us another drink, and another after that. I am starting to loosen up from all of the alcohol, and I feel myself really starting to forget about all of the stress that I have been feeling for the last few weeks. We are laughing and joking around with each other, shamelessly flirting with each other, as we have all night.

We notice that everyone else is headed back into the ballroom as the DJ that they have hired starts to play some music, Nicole grabs my hands and start to drag me up to the dancefloor.

"Nicole... I don't dance, you know this... I have two left feet".

She laughs and leans in and whispers, "Well, tonight you won't be needing your feet."

I look at her quizzically for a second, but she just pushes me lightly towards the dancefloor.

The music starts, and she takes my hand in hers, pulling me close to her, so close that I can feel her body pressed against mine. She moves her arms around my shoulders, leaning her head into my neck, nuzzling into me. With her arms around me, she starts to move us in time to the music, her hips moving in time with mine. I can feel her body moving against mine, the heat from her radiating through to me, warming me to my core. I had never felt anything like this before, my heart was racing, and I could feel my body tightening under her touch. I must have stood there for a second or two, just enjoying the feeling of her against me before I move my hands to her hips and try to match her movements.

I start to feel myself relax, enjoying the feeling of my body moving with hers. I grab at her hands tightly; I am amazed to find that I don't seem to be tripping over myself anymore. I can feel my body moving to the beat of the music in perfect time with hers. The feeling of her body against mine, the feeling of her arms around my shoulders. I look at her and I can see a wicked smile.

"I thought you said you couldn't dance" she whispers into my ear gently almost accidentally kissing my earlobe I let out a low groan as her lips brush against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. "I guess I just needed the right partner," I reply, my voice low and husky.

Nicole giggles, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Well, you've definitely found her," she says, pulling me in even closer. We move together in perfect harmony, our bodies syncing up to the music, our hips swaying together, our breaths mingling in the air.

I feel myself getting lost in the moment, lost in the feeling of her body against mine, lost in the rhythm of the music. I can feel my desire growing with each passing moment, aching for her touch. Without even realising it, my hands start to wander down her back, tracing the curve of her spine, feeling the heat of her body against my fingertips.

Nicole leans in and whispers into my ear with a sigh, "It's such a shame that we have roommates here tonight".

It's my turn to give her a wicked smile. "I never said I had a roommate. It's just me in that room all alone."

Nicole's eyes widen, and a mischievous grin spread across her face. "Is that so?" she asks, trailing a finger down my chest. "Well then, I guess we'll have to remedy that, won't we?" I feel a shiver run down my spine as she speaks. The way she said it, her voice low and seductive, makes my heart race with anticipation. I can see the desire in her eyes, the hunger that matches my own. "I mean, we could, but I suppose the question is how we could."

Nicole leans in closer, her lips brushing against my ear. "I have a few ideas," she whispers, her hot breath sending a thrill through my body.

A blush creeps up my neck, and I can feel myself getting wet at the thought of what she might have in mind. "Tell me," I say, unable to hide the eagerness in my voice.

"Well, I suppose I could be tempted to skip the rest of this party and head back to your room with you," Nicole says coyly, her eyes dancing with mischief.

I grin at her, my heart racing with excitement. "That sounds like a good idea to me," I say, taking her hand and leading her off the dancefloor. As we make our way through the crowd, I can feel the heat between us building even more. We reach the elevators, and as luck would have it there was one sitting waiting on us, we step in and I press the button for my floor as the doors shut I feel Nicole circle her arms around me.

Without looking towards her, I ask, almost regretting every word, "Nicole, are you sure? " Nicole leans in and places a soft kiss on my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. "Yes, I'm sure. I want this just as much as you do," she whispers into my ear.

I can't help but smile at this, turning around and lean in for a kiss as the elevator dings and opens to my floor. We both laugh, as I whisper, "well we will get to kiss shortly I guess." she whispers back "and a whole lot more" as she takes my hand as I lead her down towards my room. I open the door and hold it open for her to walk in, letting it close behind me as I step in behind her,

She turns around and our lips meet with the fiery passion of all the teasing and flirting we have been doing all night, my hands moving to crease her face, and brush her hair, pulling her deeper into the kiss, her hands snake inside my jacket pushing it down, I let go of the back of her head allowing the jacket to fall to the floor; I bring my hands between us to remove the bowtie that had been suffocating me all night, dropping it to the floor as well. I reach behind Nicole and find myself fumbling with the zipper of her dress. She breaks off the kiss, turning around to give me easier access to the zipper. I hurriedly pull it down, opening the dress up as Nicole shimmies out of it with ease. She steps out of the dress and turns back around to look at me, her pert breasts standing begging for attention, nipples already hard. The tiniest of g-strings was all that stopped me being able to see her fully naked. "Nicole, you naughty girl, were you planning this or am I just convenient." She laughs as she continues to remove my shirt "well I had hoped to get you alone after the bus, so I thought I'd dress to impress to be safe," she says back my shirt joining her dress and my jacket.

Her lips capture mine in a fierce and urgent kiss again and I wrap my arms around her tightly, pulling her even closer to me, savouring every moment of her kiss as it sends heat through my body. We start to move towards the bed as she fumbles open my belt, and opening my trousers, I deftly step out of these kicking them to the side without breaking off the kiss.

I can feel the bed behind me and slowly sink down into it. Nicole resists me, pulling her down with me, and breaks off the kiss. We both seem to catch our breath, before she slowly kneels in front of me, running her hands across my thighs to my boxers, before running her fingers over my, now hard and twitching cock. She starts to slide my boxers down, and I lift myself slightly from the bed to make this easier for her, she slides it down slowly, revealing my shaved pubic bone, "well, well, well," she says smiling up at me "it seems someone else was prepared for fun tonight."