wives club
Posted: 18 Feb 2015 11:09
Spring is here (nearly) and I am back on the conference tours thank god, so much more opportunity to pick up songs and the work is much more interesting.
I’ve also discovered an informal ‘club’ within my working midst; we have a lot of women employed in the company especially on the conference front, staying out with a handful of female work colleagues is not unusual. The club, if I can call it that, is a handful of ladies who use the overnights as an opportunity to play away. It seems they are all neglected at home and have found a fringe benefit to the sort of work we do; namely uncomplicated sex. I was initiated into the goings on a few weeks back when I was assigned to a regular team who seem to like working together. I know them individually but hadn’t quite sussed that they ask to work together. I now know why. As they say birds of a feather. The code of conduct (if there is such a thing) is to visit the bar in whatever hotel we are designated in and to spend the evening finding a suitable lay. They don’t see the lucky guys again and its strictly one night stands. Breakfast is spent comparing notes.
I caught these two this week.
The first is a 40 something lady from our team, she's quite dark in a Mediterranean sort of way, curvy, wears a lot of pink and shops endlessly for lingerie. I left the mic by the doorway which conveniently has huge gaps under the door.
I’ve also discovered an informal ‘club’ within my working midst; we have a lot of women employed in the company especially on the conference front, staying out with a handful of female work colleagues is not unusual. The club, if I can call it that, is a handful of ladies who use the overnights as an opportunity to play away. It seems they are all neglected at home and have found a fringe benefit to the sort of work we do; namely uncomplicated sex. I was initiated into the goings on a few weeks back when I was assigned to a regular team who seem to like working together. I know them individually but hadn’t quite sussed that they ask to work together. I now know why. As they say birds of a feather. The code of conduct (if there is such a thing) is to visit the bar in whatever hotel we are designated in and to spend the evening finding a suitable lay. They don’t see the lucky guys again and its strictly one night stands. Breakfast is spent comparing notes.
I caught these two this week.
The first is a 40 something lady from our team, she's quite dark in a Mediterranean sort of way, curvy, wears a lot of pink and shops endlessly for lingerie. I left the mic by the doorway which conveniently has huge gaps under the door.
