1. Weekend to remember


    Date: 7/19/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Romance, Written by women, Author: Norwaysfinest, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    feel ready to go back. I also feel quite buzzed at the moment. As I walk towards the table, Tim gets up. "Oh, are you leaving?" I say sarcastically. "No, I'm taking a piss. Care to hold it for me?" "Wtf, no..!" As he walks he scolds himself for saying that, as he wanted to try to be nice. A guy smashes into me, spilling his beer all over me. "OH COME ON! GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK!" I scream in frustration. "Take a fucking chillpill lady!" I need some air, and rush out where I can be alone. The tears roll down my cheek, and I let them. "Hey. You look like you need this.." I jump as I hear Tim's voice behind me, and I wipe my tears quickly. As I turn he stands there with the most ridiculous looking cocktail I've ever seen, with fruit and umbrellas on top. "Uhm.. Thanks?" He hands it to me, and turn to leave. I taste it, and immediately gag. "That tastes like cotton candy on acid!" He turns back to me. "It can't be that bad!" He takes it, and takes a sip, and spits it out faster then I've ever seen. "Oh fuck! That's horrible! How can they sell this?!" He looks shocked and dumbfounded. "You bought it!" "Well, I know you're not a huge fan of beer, so I just asked for the drink with the biggest amount if vodka in it.." He sets it down. "Are you really okay?" He asks more serious then ever. The tears threaten my eyes again. "No.. I.. I lost my job today.." "What?! No way! Why?" "I got the blame for Jasmine's tampering with the reports." "Why didn't you say it was her then?!" "She is ...
    the one that told the management about the tampering.. It would just look like I was trying to make her look bad. At least I don't need to look at her ugly face anymore.." "But you should take this further!" "I don't stand a chance. Jasmine is their golden child!" Tears flow freely now. "Sorry, I don't know why I told you, you don't care about my problems anyways.." Tim has no idea what to do. He realises that he doesn't even know what I worked with, that he actually don't know me at all. But that he truly cares. "I.. Of course I care.." The door opens up, and Jason comes out. He looks from me, to Tim and back to me again. Seeing me in tears next to Tim, and he flips out. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!" He charges after Tim and hits him smack over the nose. I scream. Tim screams. "Jason! Jason, stop!" He doesn't hear me, and pushes Tim against the wall. "Why can't you leave her alone?!" "I didn't do anything!" Tim shouts, trying to break free. "JASON, STOP IT!" I yell loudly. "He didn't hurt me! He was nice! He was actually really nice!" He puts Tim down, and rush over, hugging me tight. "What's wrong, babygirl? Why are you crying?" "Just been a rough day.. Can you go back in and order me a mojito? I just need to talk to Tim before I go back inside." "Sure baby.." He turns to Tim. "I'm really sorry.." Tim waves him off. "I'll take two pints!" Jason nods and go back inside. I look up at Tim, him being 1.88 m, I have to look up quite a bit, and his nose is bleeding. "Are you okay? ...