Going for Gold - Part XII

Inspiration leads to action...

Excited to keep this story going! I have been thinking about what we want to do next, make sure you participate in our Reddit polls to let me know what you want me to write a spicy story about! Wanted to try out polling though, and see whose point of view in the Olympic Village you would like to see next!

“Fuck!” the guard exclaims, sitting back in his chair. “That was incredible.”

Slowly, I stand and my dress falls back into place. He passes me a box of tissues and I start to clean up.

“Thanks,” I give a shy smile, wiping his cum from my thighs. There’s so much of it, it keeps spilling out.

“I’ve been wanting to do that since I saw you in the gym,” he tells me. “I see a lot of people fuck on these screens but you gave me some of the best wank material I’ve had in ages.”

I blush at the confirmation that he had jerked off while watching Heath and I, feeling weirdly proud.

“You ever want to do that again, just let me know,” I can hear the grin in his voice. I think of his tongue flicking over my clit until I came in his mouth and smile.

“I will,” I say before leaving. 

“Madam? Would you like another tea?”

I’m snapped out of my memories by a polite French voice. Blinking, I look up to see a waitress smiling at me patiently.

“Oh, um.. no, that’s okay. Thank you. I’m just leaving.”

I grab my bag and hastily exit, painfully aware of how soaked my panties had gotten thinking about the security guard. And, more importantly, the image of the woman taking two men at once. A deep need throbbed inside me and, without thinking, I whip out my phone and send a text to Heath. 

Bring a friend, I tell him. I head back to my hotel room to get ready.

*

Kate’s alone in the hotel room for once, sitting on her bed scrolling endlessly on her phone. She glances up when I walk in.

“Hey, slut,” she greets me and I grin. The casual insult as a term of endearment coupled with the familiar Australian accent always puts me at ease. “What you up to?”

“Getting ready to head back out – Heath invited me to the swimming pool.”

“Ooh,” she wiggles her eyebrows. “Going back for another round with the same guy? You’re basically falling in love.”

I laugh and throw a pillow at her. 

“It doesn’t count if there’s another guy there too,” I tell her, pulling my suitcase out from under my bed. I search through it for something to wear tonight; did I even bring a swimsuit?

“Another guy! Nice,” she doesn’t look up from her phone but nods approvingly. “You ever done that before?”

“Uh… no,” I rub the back of my neck sheepishly.

“Okay, maybe I should give you some pointers,” she graciously puts down her phone and turns to me, laying on her side. “Like, have you ever taken it up the arse before?”

I give up trying to find a nice outfit, cursing my past self, and sit on my bed heavily. 

“I’ve… had a finger up there but never…” I trail off awkwardly. Kate laughs.