“Holy fuck,” someone said again, I think it was Sally.
“There was nothing holy about that fuck,” Megan replied.
We were all quite for a while.
“Is that the end of it,” Sally finally asked.
“I actually had him for another hour,” I confessed.
“Holy fuck,” Sally offered getting repetitious.
“Did you keep going,” Jane asked.
“Oh yeah,” I told her.
“He tied me up and blindfolded me, then came over my belly and breasts.”
“He ordered room service and had me open the door naked for the server.”
“We had a shower together and he took me from behind, coming inside me again.”
“After he left, I had a long bath and a massage and spent the night at the hotel.”
“Was it worth it,” asked Heather “and do you have his number?”
Everyone laughed nervously, but I suspect not just Heather was after his number.
“Look in the back of the ‘Yes’, ‘No’, ‘Maybe’ list, I have written down his email address.”
“We need more wine,” suggested Jane.