At The Edge of: Desire

Chapter 9: Screwing Drunk

The Uber driver pegged them for what they were from the moment he saw them, and he wasn't impressed at the possibility of having to clean fresh vomit out of the back of his car. He inwardly rolled his eyes although he remained cool and jovial on the surface.

Shelby was laughing about a joke Tommy had made and the composed confirmed with him the name that he was looking for and got into the back, although she did stumble a bit thanks to the gap between the pavement and the doorsill of the car. The man behind the wheel was amicable enough, making some light conversation about the party they had been to, but his main focus was on the road and he drove fast. It was only after he had dropped them off that she saw some relaxation in his manner, Shelby realised after he was pulling off that he had been worried about one of them letting loose the chowder in the back of his Jaguar, they were drunk but the water towards the end, had helped them to sober up some or so she thought.

The good nurse had been building up sexual desire in herself since the morning, the waxing she had received earlier that day, the shower and the tight latex outfit which had been threatening to burst at the seams when she danced or to ride up whenever she sat down or bent over. Her feet were killing her thanks to the heels and she was glad to finally take them off when she got back into the house, but they had been worth it to look that good. The attention she had received had only added to that, her long smooth legs and ample bust drawing both masculine and feminine attention to her whether she was just standing there or dancing.

The way that the good doctor had been dancing with her, holding her and kissing her at the party, had also not helped one bit whatsoever. A man of such intelligence and physical presence using all his charm and masculine appeal to draw her in and deliver drinks which only made her lose more of her inhibitions.

Shelby had felt like quite the young woman, when on the dance floor, working up a sweat to loud music as the beat vibrated through her chest and the alcohol surged through her veins. Her body moving with his, bumping into and pressing up against him and creating the presence of a hard erection, she had felt herself getting wet the more he pressed it into her. She sighed and smiled as they moved in synch with each other, it didn't matter it was all just good fun and one of the best ways for her to forget about the spreadsheets and daily drudgery that she had become so used to. It had been like foreplay without undressing or touching the exact places where she wanted to be touched and Shelby had felt herself going up in temperature as she did now, now that they were home, now that the good doctor had him all to herself and there would be no one to bear witness, only long dick to ride with her wetness.

The nurse was downstairs in the kitchen, she had enjoyed more than just a few drinks and a bit more water didn't seem to hurt and she took down the cool refreshing liquid, she heard him coming back down the stairs. The only thing that had saved her from getting it right then and there at the door was the fact that he had to relieve himself as soon as they arrived in the house. The way that he had kissed her when the door closed, the way she had pushed away from him to playfully run away into the kitchen when he whipped out his cock for her.

Leaving him with his trousers pooled at his ankles she had cackled with pure delight as he told her he would come and find her soon enough. Now 'soon-enough' was approaching, his heels clicking across the hardwood floor with a slow gait.

"Back already she asked him.

"Couldn't leave you waiting forever...a sexy little nurse like yourself...all that grinding on the dance floor... I have a little friend with a complaint which might be hard to swallow!" he said as he went to the fridge, opened it and reached in to take out something which she couldn't quite see.