satisfied

I knew the moment that we locked eyes across the noisy conference space that it would happen. Maybe not right away with the attention of the global media focussed on us but I knew in that first moment what was to be.

With every passing moment my attraction to you grew greater. Every time you spoke, even though I had no idea what you were saying, the power, the strength of your voice sent a tremble running down my spine.

We met again by chance a few weeks later. I'd hidden aboard a diplomatic mission in the vain hope that our paths would cross. I never expected that we would meet again in that fashion.

The way you slung me onto the desk, parted your clothes and then my coverings. You guided me around your throbbing penis, made me slide up and down your length until you tilted your head back and covered me with stream after stream of your sticky fluid.

I'll never forget the look on your face as you rolled me up and threw me into the bin.