Untamed

The Road to Nothing is a saga.

It seemed to Andy that the tick of his watch was as loud as that of a grandfather clock in the dead of the night, but he knew this was because he had far too much to drink. Slowly raising his head off his arms, which were propped up against the bar table, he felt the back of his head thump in rhythm with the ticking and found his surroundings far too blurry to make much sense of. Taking a glance at his wristwatch, although a rather energetic glace, he decided to give up telling what the time was through the blur and guess that it was around 2 pm. It was earlier than all the other times that Andy stumbled into the dark, alcohol scented bar, but today had a reason that every other day didn’t. Today was the day he had lost his job.

Andy had a family, a wife and two children to be exact and he was buried in financial debt. He often had money in his wallet but none of it ever went to paying off the mortgage or the credit card bill he had impressively racked up last Christmas. He placed another fiver on the table, sliding it toward the barman and signalling “same again” by making what appeared to be a drunken grunt. His head came down onto his arms with a forceful thud, a move which he regretted making almost instantly, as the pain seared through his head. For the few moments he had to himself before his next ticket to oblivion was served, Andy Winger had nothing more to do than remind himself how he got fired from his job.

It wasn’t particularly Andy’s fault, he’s had a problem with women and red lipstick ever since he can remember, so when a red lipped woman passes his way, the first thing that floods in his mind is the thought of those lips wrapped around his cock. Andy enjoyed the idea of being the boss of a woman and often took the time to order his secretary to reach some paperwork on a high shelf he had purposefully placed there moments before. She always wore rather revealing outfits, particularly skirts that seemed to be three sizes too small for her, but this fact never bothered Andy. If anything, it made him hope she wore more of the same.

He often made excuses to walk past her, even though he had the feeling she was aware of what he was attempting to do. Nonetheless, this didn’t stop him from sliding a hand up the back of her thigh and under her skirt. Plenty of times Andy could have sworn that such an action would have gotten him in trouble by her or causing her to quickly elbow him in the stomach, or worse, lower. Today, she happened to turn up to work with a bright shade of red over her lips and look of seduction set upon her face; clearly she had a plan for Andy and curiosity got the better of him. He took a step behind his secretary and closed the door promptly behind her. He has wanted a bit of her for a while, but the lipstick really put the cherry on the top.