Bonus night

I looked out of the window as the countryside flew by. The train carriage had the heating on full blast which had just about dried me off after the biblical downpour I'd trekked through in order to get the train on time. London was now far behind me and I was one more stop away from my destination.

I was feeling more than a little bit guilty. I'd been texting my girlfriend, Laura, who was back at our small flat in the centre of the city. She'd had a crappy day and was feeling crappy about dinner and was going to watch crappy TV all evening. Her positivity was at its usual level. I, meanwhile, was on my way back home to see friends up in the north of England. Or rather, that was the official story. I was in fact on my way to see my ex girlfriend, Jess.

She'd unexpectedly gotten in contact with me after little more than a year of silence following our break up. It didn't end well and while we had tried briefly to patch things up and salvage a friendship, the distance between us and arrival of Laura on the scene had finally finished off the relationship to a point where both Jess and I knew it was truly over and had drifted apart as a result. Truth be told, I'd hardly thought about her for half a year, what with a busy life in London and new girlfriend in my life. All that had changed now though. Now I couldn't stop thinking about her and about what might lay ahead of me tonight.

Jess hadn't wanted to break up. We'd gotten together at school and I'd been her first. My mind drifted briefly back to the fumbling awkward time her and I had first had sex, almost like a rushed goodbye one evening before I headed back to my parents' house. Jess' folks had gone out leaving us about twenty minutes alone together. She'd practically dragged me to her room. What then ensued was a giggling grope together ending in her losing her virginity and cumming loudly. She was hooked after that, and we took every chance we could, unable to keep our hands off each other. She was eager to learn things in the bedroom and was always up for sex. That was never an issue. Jess had wanted to try practically anything despite her inexperience. She'd wanted sex in bed, out of bed, in the shower (when her parents were out, of course), in the bath, her on top, on all fours, standing up, in her mouth, between her tits. The list goes on and I imagine it would've eventually been pretty much completed with any dirty thing I could think of, had we not broken up.