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Ella -- Winter 2023
It was the night of the staff Christmas party.
I got there late at about eight thirty pm maybe.
After a lot of drunk introductions at the door I leaned up the bar and ordered myself my first drink of the night.
Captain Morgan would probably keep me company tonight.
I was earwigging a conversation taking place behind me between two girl colleagues.
The one girl Ella was a brief acquaintance of mine store wise, the other girl I had seen previously but had never spoken to.
Ella was around early twenties, I guess. Long black hair, piercing brown eyes, killer figure and flawless skin. In all of my years on this planet probably one the most beautiful girls I had ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. Way out of my league.
The conversation was concerning her current and ex boyfriends.
Ella was discussing the fact that her current boyfriend would go nowhere near her asshole.
'...Tongue, finger or cock...' I heard her say.
'...he just can't get me off...'
I listened further to the conversation as the barman placed my drink in front of me.
'...I am just so fucking horny and frustrated and he just doesn't understand my needs...'
I took a long, slow sip of my drink and wanted to turn around and join in the conversation, but my curiosity told me otherwise.
'...all I want him to do is tongue, finger or fuck my asshole... what is his fucking problem...'
'...I like it up the ass... the harder the fucking better... grabbing and pulling my hair back and feeling his balls slap against my pussy as he takes me from behind...'
'...I love it when a guy grips my hips that hard when he's fucking my ass that it leaves bruises on my fucking skin...'
'...I'm getting wet just talking about it, but he just isn't fucking interested...'
'...if he isn't going to tongue fuck my asshole I'm going to find someone who will...'
I took another long sip of my drink and debated on whether to turn around and join in the conversation.
'...maybe an older man would satisfy my needs... young guys just wanna jump my bones and run...'
I made my decision and turned around to break up the conversation...
I turned with my drink in my hand and deliberately bumped into Ella.
As the alcohol spilled into her chest from my glass, she smiled at me as I made my apology.
'I can satisfy your needs...' I mumbled.
'Fuck off grandad...' she laughed.
But the seed had been planted.
Within an hour I had a tap on my shoulder.
'I know from the way you look at me you fancy me... but your...your... your old enough to be my father....'
'Grandfather probably....' I Laughed in reply
'Can we exchange numbers and chat sometime?' she asked
'No worries...'
I never saw her again that night at the party.
I awoke the next morning not only to a slight hangover but over a dozen text messages.
'Hi...'
'It's Ella...'
'You said you could satisfy my needs....'
'You dirty old bastard listening in to my conversation...'
'You always give me the once over when you see me, and it always makes me wet...'
'Something about you...'
'Even though your old you are still fit as fuck I can see that...'
'Can't believe I am saying this, but I am interested in you lately...'
''Guy I am with now only wants to fuck me on my back... no foreplay FUCK ALL...'
'NEVER MIND HIS TONGUE ON MY CLIT OR ASSHOLE...'
'If we meet up no one must know...'
'I would be a fucking laughing stock...'
'Don't know why I am messaging you... just ignore me...'
'Fuck, so sorry....'
'Sorry... deleting your number now...'
'won't bother you again alcohol talking...'
'God knows I AM SO FUCKING HORNY...'
'Embarrassing myself now... your number deleted'
'WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING ANSWER ME....'
'CUNT... YOU COULD HAVE FUCKED ME TONITE....'
'WONT EVER SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN AFTER THIS...'
'SO FUCKING HORNY FUCKING ANSWER ME YOU BASTARD...'
'CUNT...'
'YOU DONT WANNA FUCK ME I AM GONNA FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL...'
'FUCK YOU... MISSED YOUR CHANCE...'
'BASTARD... ANSWER...'
Missed Call
Missed Call
'SO FUCKING HORNY....'
Missed call
'CUNT...'
Missed call
I didn't reply to those messages, and it was around eight days after that final message I saw Ella at work.
She was working the self service basket checkout.
She was more made up than usual make up wise.
Our eyes met and she blushed almost crimson.
'You ever need anything you only have to ask...' I said
I had rehearsed that line a thousand times in my head prior to seeing her.
She never replied but as I walked away from the checkout within a minute my phone vibrated.
'You and me both know what I need' was the text I received
I didn't reply.
Two days later as I was walking away from the clocking in point at work...
'FUCKING BASTARD...'
'...AND I THOUGHT YOU WERE INTERESTED...'
'...SHOULD FUCKING KILL YOU...'
'...EMBARASSED MYSELF...'
'...SAID THINGS I SHOULD NEVER HAVE SAID...'
'...YOU EVER TELL ANYONE AND I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU I SWEAR IT...'
As Ella raised her hand to slap my face I grabbed her wrist.
'Listen to me... In all my years on this planet I have never seen a girl more beautiful than you... I am literally beside myself with the decision to take advantage of you or not....'
''...TAKE FUCKING ADVANTAGE OF ME? I FUCKING OFFERED MYSELF TO YOU AND YOU FUCKING TURNED ME DOWN...'
'But Ella, look at me... I am an old man....'
'...FOR FUCKSAKE WHAT MORE CAN I DO.... DO YOU WANT TO FUCK ME OR NOT?'
Just as I went to reply I heard a throat clear and as I looked up the hallway there were probably two dozen eyes glued to the unfolding drama.
'FUCK...' Ella said as she ran for cover.
Three days passed.
No texts.
Ella nowhere to be seen at work.
Work colleagues looking at me like I was a leper.
To be honest I was debating on whether to work my notice.
Then my phone vibrated...
'RULE 1... YOU GET ME OFF... I GET YOU OFF... YOU LEAVE...'
'RULE 2... YOU EVER TELL ANYBODY ABOUT US AND I WILL CUT YOUR FUCKING BALLS OFF WITH A RUSTY SPOON'
'RULE 3... BACK TO RULE 1'
Every guy at work wished they had received that text.
I had a decision to make.
And I made it....
I sent a message... 'We need to meet and we need to talk.'
Then my phone vibrated.
Ella -- Winter 2023
It was the night of the staff Christmas party.
I got there late at about eight thirty pm maybe.
After a lot of drunk introductions at the door I leaned up the bar and ordered myself my first drink of the night.
Captain Morgan would probably keep me company tonight.
I was earwigging a conversation taking place behind me between two girl colleagues.
The one girl Ella was a brief acquaintance of mine store wise, the other girl I had seen previously but had never spoken to.
Ella was around early twenties, I guess. Long black hair, piercing brown eyes, killer figure and flawless skin. In all of my years on this planet probably one the most beautiful girls I had ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. Way out of my league.
The conversation was concerning her current and ex boyfriends.
Ella was discussing the fact that her current boyfriend would go nowhere near her asshole.
'...Tongue, finger or cock...' I heard her say.
'...he just can't get me off...'
I listened further to the conversation as the barman placed my drink in front of me.
'...I am just so fucking horny and frustrated and he just doesn't understand my needs...'
I took a long, slow sip of my drink and wanted to turn around and join in the conversation, but my curiosity told me otherwise.
'...all I want him to do is tongue, finger or fuck my asshole... what is his fucking problem...'
'...I like it up the ass... the harder the fucking better... grabbing and pulling my hair back and feeling his balls slap against my pussy as he takes me from behind...'
'...I love it when a guy grips my hips that hard when he's fucking my ass that it leaves bruises on my fucking skin...'
'...I'm getting wet just talking about it, but he just isn't fucking interested...'
'...if he isn't going to tongue fuck my asshole I'm going to find someone who will...'
I took another long sip of my drink and debated on whether to turn around and join in the conversation.
'...maybe an older man would satisfy my needs... young guys just wanna jump my bones and run...'
I made my decision and turned around to break up the conversation...
I turned with my drink in my hand and deliberately bumped into Ella.
As the alcohol spilled into her chest from my glass, she smiled at me as I made my apology.
'I can satisfy your needs...' I mumbled.
'Fuck off grandad...' she laughed.
But the seed had been planted.
Within an hour I had a tap on my shoulder.
'I know from the way you look at me you fancy me... but your...your... your old enough to be my father....'
'Grandfather probably....' I Laughed in reply
'Can we exchange numbers and chat sometime?' she asked
'No worries...'
I never saw her again that night at the party.
I awoke the next morning not only to a slight hangover but over a dozen text messages.
'Hi...'
'It's Ella...'
'You said you could satisfy my needs....'
'You dirty old bastard listening in to my conversation...'
'You always give me the once over when you see me, and it always makes me wet...'
'Something about you...'
'Even though your old you are still fit as fuck I can see that...'
'Can't believe I am saying this, but I am interested in you lately...'
''Guy I am with now only wants to fuck me on my back... no foreplay FUCK ALL...'
'NEVER MIND HIS TONGUE ON MY CLIT OR ASSHOLE...'
'If we meet up no one must know...'
'I would be a fucking laughing stock...'
'Don't know why I am messaging you... just ignore me...'
'Fuck, so sorry....'
'Sorry... deleting your number now...'
'won't bother you again alcohol talking...'
'God knows I AM SO FUCKING HORNY...'
'Embarrassing myself now... your number deleted'
'WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING ANSWER ME....'
'CUNT... YOU COULD HAVE FUCKED ME TONITE....'
'WONT EVER SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN AFTER THIS...'
'SO FUCKING HORNY FUCKING ANSWER ME YOU BASTARD...'
'CUNT...'
'YOU DONT WANNA FUCK ME I AM GONNA FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL...'
'FUCK YOU... MISSED YOUR CHANCE...'
'BASTARD... ANSWER...'
Missed Call
Missed Call
'SO FUCKING HORNY....'
Missed call
'CUNT...'
Missed call
I didn't reply to those messages, and it was around eight days after that final message I saw Ella at work.
She was working the self service basket checkout.
She was more made up than usual make up wise.
Our eyes met and she blushed almost crimson.
'You ever need anything you only have to ask...' I said
I had rehearsed that line a thousand times in my head prior to seeing her.
She never replied but as I walked away from the checkout within a minute my phone vibrated.
'You and me both know what I need' was the text I received
I didn't reply.
Two days later as I was walking away from the clocking in point at work...
'FUCKING BASTARD...'
'...AND I THOUGHT YOU WERE INTERESTED...'
'...SHOULD FUCKING KILL YOU...'
'...EMBARASSED MYSELF...'
'...SAID THINGS I SHOULD NEVER HAVE SAID...'
'...YOU EVER TELL ANYONE AND I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU I SWEAR IT...'
As Ella raised her hand to slap my face I grabbed her wrist.
'Listen to me... In all my years on this planet I have never seen a girl more beautiful than you... I am literally beside myself with the decision to take advantage of you or not....'
''...TAKE FUCKING ADVANTAGE OF ME? I FUCKING OFFERED MYSELF TO YOU AND YOU FUCKING TURNED ME DOWN...'
'But Ella, look at me... I am an old man....'
'...FOR FUCKSAKE WHAT MORE CAN I DO.... DO YOU WANT TO FUCK ME OR NOT?'
Just as I went to reply I heard a throat clear and as I looked up the hallway there were probably two dozen eyes glued to the unfolding drama.
'FUCK...' Ella said as she ran for cover.
Three days passed.
No texts.
Ella nowhere to be seen at work.
Work colleagues looking at me like I was a leper.
To be honest I was debating on whether to work my notice.
Then my phone vibrated...
'RULE 1... YOU GET ME OFF... I GET YOU OFF... YOU LEAVE...'
'RULE 2... YOU EVER TELL ANYBODY ABOUT US AND I WILL CUT YOUR FUCKING BALLS OFF WITH A RUSTY SPOON'
'RULE 3... BACK TO RULE 1'
Every guy at work wished they had received that text.
I had a decision to make.
And I made it....
I sent a message... 'We need to meet and we need to talk.'
Then my phone vibrated.