WTF? Over. Copyright © 2016 Jax_Teller

By Jax_Teller


It had been a long couple of weeks working 18 hours a day with out so much as a day off. I pushed myself too long and hard with out a break. So being it was friday evening and the truck I was supposed to be driving broke down, I decided to take a night off. I went to the enlisted club on base and met up with some friends. I was drinking like I had before this last stretch of working and my alcohol tollerance was low so, I was getting drunk way faster than I intended.


There were some faces in the group that I didn’t know but that really didn’t matter much, because chances were I’d be back at work in tommarow and not remember them at all. One thing was on my mind as I drank was I needed to devote some time to finding a regular girlfriend or a female friend with benifits. Going weeks with out sex was making the time I wasn’t working miserable because I wanted to get laid. I was drinking to excess and tossed the keys to my car to one of my friends who was talking about heading out to a motel later and getting a room. This was not unusual for me, I didn’t drink and drive and knew the money spent on a taxi was cheaper than a DUI.


That was all I remembered from last night, tossing my keys to Brian. As I stirred I realized I was in a motel from the smell. I also realized I wasn’t alone in bed, once again not too unusual for me. I would get drunk find some one who needed to get laid as much as I did and we’d end up fucking drunk. It was dangerous with all the diseases out there and sober I would make sure I had a condom in my wallet and the rest of the condom box in the glove compartment of my car. I could feel that I was naked and so was no name next to me, my cock nestled in the back of what’s her name.


I could hear others in the room moving around going to the bathroom, the noise from the parking lot, but I kept my eyes closed and hoped to drift back off to sleep. That is when I noticed the women I was spooning with was still asleep too. As usual for me I thought, naked in bed with no name. It was how I wound up on typical stress relief binges like this. It was at this point that I noticed the woman I was sleeping with smelled wonderful, not drenched in perfume to cover the skank factor, but elegant smelling.