The internet has made porn
much more readily available for anyone who wants to find it.
I say that because
I couldn’t really remember ever watching Working
Girl, and I rather assumed the scene that Ted said got him all hot and bothered
as a lad must have been quite steamy. For the purposes of research I managed to
get hold of the DVD.
It’s a perfectly acceptable rom-com I suppose, but Ted’s
fantasy says an awful lot about the lack of good wank material available for a
teenage boy from Belfast during the 1980s.
So I found myself pushing a
Dyson around the Irishman’s living room only wearing white frilly knickers and
high heeled mules, jiggling my boobs in front of him as he sat in an armchair
dressed like some Wall Street executive.
Yes, he loved it. He loved it
so much that he unbuttoned his suit and started to masturbate. So I decided to
suck his cock until he proceeded to fuck me on the coffee table and finally he
took me up the bum on the sofa.
(These were obviously the
additional scenes that Ted would include if he was ever asked to direct the
remake).
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