A woman reaches the last day of her vacation without hooking up and decides to throw caution to the wind
It was Wednesday and I was going to be leaving this Friday. Back to the old grind. Dan, my boss, had been pressuring me to fuck him, but I just couldn’t, not that he looked like a pig or anything. Just the opposite! He was tall, tanned and had the build of an Olympic swimmer. But I have always tried to keep my professional life separate from my love life, which, by the way, sucked right now. I had come to this resort, not hoping to find romance, but just some hot, wet, slippery, mindless...