Wedding Hotel Stalker

Julie attended a friend's wedding with another girlfriend.

She was excited, as this was going to be an exceptionally happy, sweet, romantic wedding.  A bunch of her friends were going and they were going to have a slamming, damn good time. 

Julie's friend, Laura, could be uptight about things.  She is conservative in many aspects, yet liberal minded.  It's a polarizing concept.

Regardless of Julie and Laura's differing views on life and love, they still had a blast together and always found a way to laugh at the stupidest things.  That's what friendship is all about.

This particular wedding was quite the event.  There was a lot going on in every aspect of the word "wedding."  It was truly beautiful.

Everyone had a lot to drink.  A little too much by the end of the night.  Julie decided to drunk dial an old boyfriend and his new girlfriend answered.  They had words, it escalated and Julie hung up extremely hurt.

She was pissed he moved on so quickly.  What an asshole!!

"Doesn't he know that crazy bitch doesn't care one bit about him!?" 

Julie announced this to her surrounding friends who gave her "the look."

"Are you still talking about that douche bag?"

Julie's friend Jason chimed in with a smirk.

"You know you can do so much better than him."

Julie looked at Jason slyly.

"Come on Jason, you know he got under my skin, I can't help it, but I know you are right."

Jason put his arm around Julie. "Let me make it better.  Come on.  You know I can do things he could never do."

Julie heard all sorts of things about Jason's "skills," but she never, ever, dared to go there with him.  It was too risky.  She was too vulnerable.

However, she was feeling particularly low this evening.  And it had been so long since she felt a man's tender touch on her.  Maybe, maybe, she'd only kiss him and send him on his way.

Jason was an exceptionally good kisser and he said all the right things.  Jason made Julie feel desired. He told her, she looked stunning and was truly in awe of her beauty. The most vital aspect of this hook up was it did wonders for Julie's ego considering Jason was significantly younger than her. 

They eventually  hopped into an Uber to the hotel and Jason assured Julie he'd be staying in his own hotel room that his friend had reserved.

Laura was already sleeping in their hotel room and made it clear no one could share their room.  She was adamant on this aspect of their over night together.

Jason walked Julie up to her room and asked to use the bathroom. Jason and Julie had been making out for at least an hour.  She knew if he walked into her room it would a bad decision.  He really had to go, and she voiced her concerns about her roommate.  She reluctantly let him in, but made him promise to leave immediately after he was done.

Jason took forever in the bathroom.  'What is he doing in there?' Julie thought.  Julie crawled into bed, ready to pass out from drinking and smoking pot.  She was done. D-O-N-E. Done.

The next thing she knew, she was awakened by Jason sneaking next to her in bed.  Before she even had a chance push him away and make him leave, his magic touch had overtaken her.  In an instant she forgot all about her friend in the bed next to her.  Jason was THAT good.

He was even better than she she had anticipated and it had been years since she felt the magic of a tongue like his.

Unfortunately, her pleasure could not be muffled and before they knew it Laura awoke in a powerful rage.  Julie knew she was never going to live these blissful moments down.

At the top of her lungs, Laura screamed, "Get the Fuck out of my room!!"  Jason and Laura did not know one another.  And Laura was besides herself with fear, rage and unanticipated emotions. 

She Echoed:  

"RAPE!!!"

She called the cops and Jason fled. 

Lucky for Jason he is a nice, short, young guy, and quite unintimadating.  His gay roommate vouched for him.

Moral of the story:  

Never let a guy with "Magical  Tongue Skills," use your hotel bathroom at 3am, especially if your roommate uses her phone as a flashlight.