Wanton Wheelbarrow

Short story entry for Fia's Karma Sutra competition

I wasn’t going to do any real work today. Might as well go home early.  
   
“Where do you think you’re going?” Matt my idiot coworker smirked seeing I was about to leave. “You’re going to get in trouble with the boss.” He was an idiot. Okay I said that earlier.  
   
“Where do you think you’re going?” That was the boss. She was another idiot but she was a beautiful idiot with lovely eyes.    
   
I looked at Matt and he had just won a million dollars. I’m going to spin the wheel and see if he is going to keep it.  
   
I looked at the boss and said, “the girlfriend just called and she is wanton  a fuck,” I let that sink in. “It’s an emergency. I have to go or she will call 911.” I spun again.    
   
Bridget couldn’t hide her surprise at what she just heard. She also couldn’t  hide a burst as she laughed at my reply. “OMG Sam… You crack me up.” She was an idiot but I liked her and she did have lovely eyes. “Go,” she shooed me away. “Go, before I call 911 myself.” Then she turned around and returned to her office.    
   
I was hoping she wasn’t going to have me follow her into that. We’ve had our 911s a few time in that office. But that was always during overtime. Bridget was a strict boss when it comes to work ethics. As I was leaving I saw Matt’s face get redder for loosing his jackpot.  
   
I wasn’t kidding when I said the girlfriend was aching. However it wasn’t her who was. It was me. I’ve been thinking of our last night and work was not going to happen today.  
   
Fiona wasn’t expecting me when I arrived home. She wasn’t in the living room, nor was she in the bedroom. I knew she was home since she didn’t  have work today. She told me she was going to do some cleaning so the only room left unchecked was the laundry.    
   
She was right there, in between the washer and the dryer. Her head was down on the floor. Her ass was wriggling in the air, trying to get to that one speck off dirt lodged in between. Did I mention Fiona was also a naturel. So naturally she was naked like she always is when she is home. I was counting on that.    
   
“SAM,” she screamed. “You fucking idiot! You scared the shit out of me.” Of course by then I had grabbed her waist and my wanton was wanton to get in between. I couldn’t see her face since it was in between those appliances. Being the great naturel that she is she just raised one of her legs up in the air while the other was firmly on the floor. I managed to wheelbarrow a few thrusts and land my water in her drawer, but it was really over in a minute.    
   
Didn’t I say I was wanton?