I've never liked arrogant people, I just don't, there's a big difference between confidence and arrogance, and she was definately arrogant and it didn't impress me at all. It all started when the company I worked for decided that I was to be the electrical lead on a job down south, Essex to be precise, I wasn't too keen on going anyway as a lot of the lads I was working with tended to treat working away as a holiday, they were more interested in going out on an evening and drinking and chasing women than actually doing the job that we were there to do. Well on day one I had a feeling it wasn't going to end well, it was a refit on a large pet store, they were becoming popular at the time, a sort of Tesco for pets, they sold everything, from food for your goldfish right up to horse riding equipment, and everything in between. Most of the staff were young school leavers, I think the oldest there was about 22, and on top of this, most were female, I just knew it was going to be one of those jobs as most of our lads were young too, for them it was like putting a kid in a sweet shop,and the young women were not exactly shy either, our lads were a change from the local youths, as I said it was a disaster in the making. My problems started on the second day, I'd noticed this older girl, about 21 or 22 watching me, at first it was quite discrete, then it became more obvious, eventually by the fourth day she'd taken to talking to me at every opportunity. She told me she'd been on a tv talent show, one of those where people dress up and sing songs by a pop star, I think it was called 'stars in their eyes'. She was quite tall, slim and blonde, and as I said earlier, arrogant, I don't think she knew the meaning of the word 'no', she was so used to getting her own way. One day I was in the back working and there was a line of lockers for the staff, on one of them someone had written the word 'maneater' in black marker pen. "that's your friend's locker", said a voice behind me, I turned to see one of the younger staff members looking at me, " who do you mean, my friend?" I asked, she smiled, "Cheryl, the blonde girl, she's got the hots for you, big time, she's been telling everyone what she's got planned for you" she told me. I was suddenly interested in what she had to say, " oh, what's she been saying then?" I asked, "well, she reckons she's going to have you in bed before you leave here, and she always gets what she wants, that's why she's known as the 'maneater' " she explained, "oh well I guess she's about to learn that we don't always get what we want then" I replied, then added, "but don't say anything, you'll like this". She promised to keep quiet about our little chat and left the room, later on Cheryl, came to chat to me, just the usual flirty stuff, telling me she was single and that sort of stuff, she was also asking about me, I told her I had a wife back home and was quite happy with my little lot in life, this only seemed to make her more determined. A couple of days later and she was still at it, only now there seemed to be more open buttons on her top, and her jeans had got a lot tighter, the lads had noticed this and asked what I was going to do about it, "just watch and see" was all I'd say when they asked. The following week, obviously a bit annoyed that I wasn't taking the bait, she came straight out with it, just after lunch she came over to me, "look, can I take you out one night, I'd like to get to know you better, a lot better" she asked, leaning forward to give me a good look at her firm tits down the front of her barely fastened top. "well you'll have to hurry, it's Wednesday and I'm going home on Saturday, my job's almost done so I won't be back after that" I replied, she looked at me, "ok then Friday, I'll take you to that restaurant, the one attached to your hotel, we can have a nice steak and a couple of beers and then who knows what might happen" she giggled. "ok then, if that's what you want" I replied, and went back to my work. By the following evening everyone knew about it, the 'maneater' had snared her prey, she had a date with the electrician on Friday, and SHE was paying! Friday evening came and all the lads had arranged to meet up in the hotel bar, all except a couple of painters, they would be working late to get their bit finished. Well I met her in the bar and she was all dressed up in really tight jeans and a very revealing top, she was certainly going for it tonight, she led me through to the restaurant, she'd booked a table and we sat down with a couple of drinks and looked at the menu, she recommended a large sirloin steak, " it will give you energy later" she whispered, leaning across the table. I accepted her choice and she ordered, we had another drink and then the meal arrived and I must admit it was excellent. We had the meal and I said we should head back to the bar and have a few more drinks since everyone else was there it would be rude not to, "don't drink too much, it might affect you later" she giggled as she ordered more drinks, I assured her that for what I had planned it wouldn't be a problem, she smiled, "ooh I hope not, I've been looking forward to this". I had another couple of beers and then one of the lads came over, "hey sparks, the painters are leaving tonight, they said if you can get to site in an hour they'll give you a lift, save you waiting 'til tomorrow". I saw one of the other girls, she lived near the store, and had arrived in her car, "hey any chance of a lift to the store when you leave?" I asked, "yeah, but you'll have to be quick, I'm leaving in about 20 minutes" she replied, "great I'll get my bags, wait here" I told her. Cheryl looked at me, all of a sudden she seemed annoyed, "look, I took you out tonight because I wanted a shag and a shag I'm going to get" she told me, adding, "I've spent a lot of money so don't think I'm not getting what I want",she seemed really pissed off. "hey don't worry, you'll get your shag, hang on a minute", I spotted one of the lads, Stuey, he'd been saying all week how he wouldn't mind shagging her, well his luck was in. "hey Stuey, over here mate" I called out, he was over in seconds, "yes, what d'you want?" he asked, look come with me and Cheryl to my hotel room will you, I've got to leave and she wants a good shag, so I said I'll make sure she gets one before I leave. He looked at me amazed, she looked quite excited, obviously the idea of a threesome appealed to her. We headed back to my room, it had a large double bed in it, most of the lads shared a room, but I insisted on my own room and I had a double bed, I packed my bag in record time and was readty to go they both looked at me waiting to see what I was going to do next. "look Stuey, she wants a shag and I'm going home, you've been saying all week you want to get into her pants, so here's your chance" and I handed him my room key, his eyes lit up at the prospect, "but I wanted you not him" Cheryl moaned, "sorry babe but you don't always get what you want, no matter how much you spend, byeee" and off I went. I got a lift home and landed in the early hours of Saturday morning, much to my wife's surprise, she thought I'd be home later that night. I went to bed for a few hours and woke around lunchtime, expecting to go for a pint, instead I found a very pissed off wife waiting for me, "what the bloody hell have you been up to then?" she asked, holding my mobile phone in her hand, I hadn't a clue what was going on and said so. "don't give me that it's all here, and who the fuck is Cheryl?" she growled. I looked at the phone, there was a text message on it, ' Hi babe, thanks for last night, you were great, but didn't anyone tell you it's rude not to say goodbye, love Cheryl' I explained what had happened, yes I'd gone for the meal, but I'd handed her over to Stuey and headed home, she wouldn't have it, so I rang him and put the phone on loudspeaker, "hey Stuey, how'd it go last night, did you give her one?" I asked, "mate you really missed out, what a horny bitch she was, there was nothing she wouldn't do, I can't understand why you left her with me instead of doing her yourself" he told me, "ok so you had a good night, but how come she sent ME a message this morning? I asked, "aah well, you see she asked for my phone number and I didn't want her ringing me up, so I gave her yours instead" he chuckled, "yes I know, and not only that, but my wife read the message and she's not too happy" I told him, "why, it wasn't like it was you that shagged the girl was it" he replied, "yeah I know, but my wife thinks I did" I told him, "oh we'll sort it out, I'll tell her it was me not you" he replied, finding the whole thing rather amusing, my wife sat listening, her face like thunder, I said goodbye, told him never to do it again, and hung up. She wouldn't have it though, my wife, she brought it up at every opportunity, " wasn't that where you had sex with that slut?" she'd say whenever Essex was mentioned either on tv or in conversation with people. one day one of the lads came over, "here there's a good documentary on tv tonight, all about Essex Police, you'll like that" he told me, knowing I liked police programmes, "oh he'll like that alright, he likes ESSEX, that's where he shagged that tart, didn't you dearest" she spat. I'd had enough, this had gone on now for well over a year, I leapt to my feet, "once and for all, I DID NOT HAVE SEX WITH THAT WOMAN!" I screamed, "you sound just like that president, he denied it but they found his spunk on her dress didn't they?" she replied, "listen woman, I'll tell you this, next time I get chatted up by a bird I'm going to shag her, and the filthier the better, I'm sick to death of this, I told you I didn't do it, the lad who shagged her told you I didn't do it and almost two years on you're still accusing me of it, so I might as well do it" It was never again mentioned after that night, but I could still have strangled Stuey for giving her my number.