Sess couldn’t believe what was happening. She was sat, in a bar. Ok not so unbelievable by itself, in fact sitting in a bar wasn’t at all surprising. It was more the company she was with that was making her mind swim, because currently she was sat between Brad Sherwood and Ryan Stiles. Opposite her, Colin Mochrie, Wayne Brady, Drew Carey and Greg Proops laughed along with the conversation. Sess couldn’t believe her luck.

As a special belated birthday present, her friend had managed to get hold of two tickets to a one off Whose Line taping in London and the two of them had just spent the evening laughing their asses off. Afterwards they waited outside to get the guys autographs. Slowly the crowds had dwindled until her and Jenny were the only two left outside. They thought the guys must have snuck out the back way after standing in the cold for almost 2 hours, but just as they were about to give up, the guys came tumbling out of the stage doors. Autographs were quickly signed, and they soon fell into conversation.

It was Greg who had suggested they go for a drink, and Jenny knew of a little bar just around the corner and so they’d trudged off. Sess grinned as she saw Colin slip his hand into Ryan’s and Wayne and Drew walking suspiciously close. Greg and Jenny quickly fell into conversation, powering ahead of the group, as she fell to the back with Brad. She glanced over a couple of times, and caught his eyes, but couldn’t think of one thing to say. However it wasn’t awkward, they walked in comfortable silence until Brad thought of something to say.

“So…”

“So?” smiled Sess

“Ok, worse conversation starter ever.”

Sess laughed. Brad grinned at her. “Can I start over?”

“Sure” Sess laughed

“Ok then, hi, how are you, what lovely weather we are having Sess” Brad reeled off at lightning speed, in an odd posh accent

“Indeed, its just fabulous.” Sess replied, mimicking Brads accent. He laughed heartily and Sess felt the knot in her stomach tighten.

“Fabulous impression my darling.” He laughed, throwing a gentle arm round her and pulling her in for a tight hug, whilst still walking. Sess felt her knees turn to jelly, but managed to stay upright as they continued to walk in silence. Eventually Brad broke the silence by remarking.

“Sess is an weird name, I’ve never heard it before.”

“Huh, no more weird than Ramone.” retorted Sess incredulously. Brad began laughing again.

“Ok you got me there.”

After that conversation between the two ran smoothly as they discussed the matters of life the universe and everything, finding they had amazingly similar tastes. They walked, engrossed in conversation until Sess felt a hand grab at her shoulder.

“Um, Sess” smiled Jenny “You two just walked right past the bar.” Brad looked down at the ground, pleading innocence, but gave Sess a cheeky grin as they entered the bar.

…

“Right, get these down you,” called Jenny, returning with two trays of shots. The first tray was quite obviously tequila, with the obligatory slices of lemon and saltshaker, but the other seemed to confuse the guys.

“What the hell is it?” asked Wayne.

“Its not poisoned, just drink it” smiled Jenny.

“Its green?” commented Greg.

“Really? I hadn’t noticed.” Greg smiled at Jenny’s sarcasm and necked the shot.

“Hey that’s not too bad”

“Its apple sourz” smiled Jenny, “Yes it’s girly but you can go back to your man drinks after.” She pulled a stool next to Greg and downed a shot, before passing them out to the other. Sess and Brad clinked glasses before draining the liquid and slamming the glasses on the table.

The conversation heated up as more and more alcohol was consumed, the girls slipping easily into the group. Eventually Colin and Ryan announced their departure and left hand in hand. Sess grinned as she watched them go and Brad noticed her looking.

“Oh no, you aren’t one of those slash girls are you?” Brad whispered to her.

“No!” exclaimed Sess, her cheeks flushing.

“You are aren’t you? Don’t worry, I’ve read a few. I think they’re pretty funny.”

“I didn’t realize they emulated real life.” she motioned to the door.

“They’re a pretty new thing actually, about a month now.”

Pretty soon, Drew decided to leave, and Wayne followed him too, claiming to want to share a cab, though Sess couldn’t help smiling to herself. Jenny and Greg had been steeped in conversation all night, with the occasional laughter. Now Greg slung his arm around her announcing,

“We are going to go and have lots of kinky sex now. I hope you have a good night.” In fits of giggles the two exited the bar, obviously worse for wear after all the drink they’d consumed.

“I wouldn’t put it past him.” Commented Brad

“What do you mean?”

“The kinky sex. He’s really into that.”

“He told you that?”

“Hey, guys talk too you know.”

Sess grinned and glanced at her watch.

“Do you realize its 3:30 in the morning?”

Brad grabbed her wrist staring puzzled at the watch face, before smiling.

“Ah well, time flies when your having fun.” And with that he slid his arm around Sess shoulder, pulling her into him. Sess’ heart skipped a beat as she rested her head gently on Brad’s broad chest, hearing the strong thud of his heartbeat pounding beneath the muscles. Sess swallowed

“You’re having fun?” she asked, looking up into his eyes from her new and comfortable position on his chest.

“Definitely, this has been the best night I’ve had in a while.” he smiled down at her, gently stroking a strand of hair from her face. “Obviously the company helped.” Sess felt her face blush as Brad’s fingers continued to caress through her hair and across her cheek.

“Its dead in here,” muttered Brad, nodding around the empty bar. “Do you feel like coming back to my hotel for a drink? I guess we could try and save Jenny from Greg.”

“Sure, though I think if we tried to save Jenny she would never forgive me.”

“Oh” smiled Brad. Sess reluctantly sat up, but Brad quickly took her hand and led her out to a waiting taxi.

“The Dorchester please.” Brad shouted to the taxi driver and soon they were whizzing their way through London. “So where are you meant to be staying tonight? Cause you’re more than welcome to stay in my room.” Brads eyebrows did most of the talking for him and Sess could do nothing but smile seductively back at him.

“Subtle aren’t you?” she laughed

“I try to be.” Smiled Brad letting go of her hand only to pull her closer to him again.

“Oh bugger,” murmured Sess. Brad pulled back to look at her.

“What? I’m sorry, did I hurt you?”

“No, no, no” smiled Sess, grabbing the front of his shirt bringing him back towards her. “I just remembered I was meant to be staying with Jenny, and I can’t get into her room without her key.”

“Hmm you’re subtle too” smiled Brad. Sess laughed.

“Well that’s actually the truth. I don’t do subtle.” Something in her head, she didn’t know what, suddenly broke, and the confidence of a thousand improv star suddenly coursed through her veins. She leant forwards and claimed Brad’s lips in a fierce kiss. However the butterflies returned the second she felt Brad’s hand slid gently up her back and onto her neck, pulling her deeper into the kiss. She gasped as she felt Brads tongue glide gently across her lower lip pressing more firmly, begging for access. Sess complied willingly, parting her lips and soon the kiss ignited with ferocious passion. It felt like only a second, though, until she was jolted back into reality by the taxi drivers’ gruff voice.

“This is the Dorchester love, you getting out or what?”

Brad hastily threw a few notes at the driver, before jumping out the car. Sess slid to the door, just as Brad pulled it open for her, offering his hand to help her out. Sess smiled broadly. She has a feeling her birthday was going to get a lot better.

They walked into the hotel, hand in hand; the doorman smiling at them as he held open the door. They walked wordlessly to the lifts and climbed in as one emptied of a large party of drunk girls. As the doors clicked shut Brad hit one of the buttons, and the lift began to move as Brad swung round pinning Sess to the wall. She smiled briefly at him before her lips were crushed into his. His hands slid down her back, across her ass and down her legs, before traveling up the inside of her skirt. Sess tilted her head back, gasping, as Brads lips brushed her neck, running gentle kisses along her jaw, neck and collar bone. His hands glided around her hips to hold under her ass, lifting her up. Sess willingly wrapped her legs around Brad’s waist as the lift doors opened. Like this, he carried her along the corridor and somehow managed to open one of the doors, pushing the door open, switching on the light and gently placing her on her back on the bed. He place his arms either side of her shoulders looking down into her eyes.

“Hi,” smiled Sess back at him.

“Hi” smiled Brad back at her.

“Are you ok?

“Yeah, yeah its just…”

“What?”

 “I’ve just, never done this before, taken a girl back to my hotel after the show. I don’t want you to think I’m a bastard or anything. I do actually like you.”

Sess felt her heart flutter at Brad’s honest words, and looking into his eyes she could tell he wasn’t lying. She raised herself gently on her elbows brushing her lips gently across Brads.

“I don’t think you’re a bastard.”

With that she claimed Brads lips in another fiery kiss. She felt Brad’s hands pulling her skirt free from her legs, and couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Her fingers worked on Brads shirt buttons, but she couldn’t get them undone. Instead she decided to pull and the shirt ripped open, sending buttons flying across the room. Brad knelt up and looked down at his bare muscular chest in shock.

“I’m so sorry,” apologized Sess. “I’ll get you a new shirt.”

Brad looked from his chest to Sess, and grinned.

“That is possibly, the single, most sexy thing, anyone has ever done.”

Sess grinned

“Well we’ve got the rest of the night to try and beat that record.”

Brad bent down again and began kissing her again, with more ferocity than before. Sess knew her lips would be bruised by the morning, but she really didn’t care.  Brad threw the remains of his shirt onto the floor and Sess’ hands made quick work of his belt and trousers, sliding them to the floor with his boxers in one deft movement. Pushing Brad up, her eyes ran across his chest and down over his entirety. She liked what she saw.

“Come on” smiled Brad. “I’m here butt naked and your almost fully clothed.”

With a lightning movement Sess had rolled Brad onto his back, and gently began to kiss down his chest, eventually allowing her tongue to trail down to his navel. Brad gasped from loss of contact as she sat up and pulled off her top, before unhooking her bra. Brads hands gently caressed her sides, and grasping her firmly, he lifted her with ease, and lowered onto the bed below him. Sess wanted to speak but nothing could escape her lips but gentle gasps as Brads skilled mouth trailed her body, leaving no patch of skin unkissed. He moved further and further down her body, caressing every inch of smooth skin, before gently moving up the inside of her thighs. Sess threw her head back surrendering to Brad’s considerable skill. Soon though, she felt like she could hardly take any more, and grabbed Brads hair pulling his face up to meet hers.

“I want to do this properly.” She whispered breathlessly. Brad placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“If you’re sure?”

Sess slid her hand between them, grasping Brad’s sizeable member. Brad collapsed forwards, muttering incoherently as Sess slowly teased him.

“What do you think?” she muttered, releasing him and bring her hands up to wrap around his neck. Brad propped himself back up onto his elbows, staring deep into Sess’ eyes. Wordlessly, he edged himself into a more comfortable position, sliding his arms underneath Sess, to bring her closer to his chest. A few moments later, they were writhing together in the throes of passion. Sess gently rolled Brad over, so she sat astride him. They’re eyes locked and Brad reached up to take Sess’ hands. Interlocking his fingers with hers, they were both pushed over the brink, and collapsed next to each other, panting rapidly, their fingers still intertwined.

After a few moments of heavy panting, Sess recovered enough to turn her head slightly, and caught Brad staring at her. He didn’t flinch when she caught his eye; instead he smiled broadly and gave her hand a gentle squeeze. She smiled back and edged herself over to lay her head on his chest, gently raising and falling with every breath. She felt Brads fingers begin to tease through her hair and his lips place a gentle kiss on her forehead as she drifted off into a deep, satisfied sleep.

…

The next morning Sess stretched leisurely across the huge bed she was currently occupying. She heard the gentle trickling of the shower cut out, and a few moments later, Brad Sherwood emerged from the doorway, a small towel covering the most important areas.

“Morning beautiful.” He smiled at her, and Sess felt it may have been the most genuine smile shed seen in her life.

“Good morning handsome.” She replied as he wandered towards the bed to bend down and kiss her gently. He hopped onto the bed and lay next to her, ignoring the water dripping off his skin.

“What I’m thinking,” he smiled “is that you should hop in the shower, so I can join you in about 5 minutes. And then we can head off into London for some breakfast? Plan?” Sess laughed.

“Sounds like a plan.”

Brad leant forwards to plant a firm kiss on Sess, but just as their lips were about to touch, there was a loud bang on the door.

“Brad where the hell are you.” Ryan’s voice bellowed through the woodwork. “The cars’ll be here in about 20 minutes.”

Brad mouthed sorry to Sess and went to the door. After a few minutes of hushed conversation Brad returned with an apologetic look on his face. Sess had gotten out of bed and was dressed.

“I am so sorry.” Brad mumbled. “We have press interviews all day, I just totally forgot.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Sess smiled. “It can’t be helped.”

Brad pulled Sess into a fierce embrace, and initiated the kiss they had been interrupted from earlier.  Sess pulled back when she felt the last dregs of oxygen leave her lungs.

“Look I better go,” she smiled. “I had the most amazing night Brad.”

“So did I.” He leant down and kissed her again, then watched as she gently closed the door behind her.

…

Sess began to walk along the long corridor towards the lifts when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

“Miss Sess, coming out of a mans room in the early hours of the morning. I don’t know.”

“Erm Jenny, its 9 and haven’t you just come out of Greg’s room?”

“Yes” Jenny smiled, “Exactly why we need to find coffee and somewhere to gossip, because I need to know every detail.”

They stepped in the lift and hit the ground button, watching as the doors slowly closed. Suddenly a hand appeared in the opening, prying the door apart. Brad stood there, desperately trying to keep his towel in place, holding a mini bar menu to Sess.

“What the hell?” she asked “ Are you offering me bar nuts?”

“No,” he panted, obviously having run down the corridor. “ I couldn’t find anything else to write my number on.”

With that, the lift doors separated Sess and Jenny from Brad and began its slow decent to the streets of London.

“Well seems like you had a good night” smiled Jenny.

“ Yeah, I did.” Smiled Sess, tracing the scrawled hone number on the side of the menu.

“Well,” smiled Jenny “Happy Belated Birthday Sess.”