*Beep Beep* 6:30 am. Mercedes awoke to the sun blaring through her windows, as the sun shone on her face; she attempted to close her eyes to avoid the blinding light. That's when she heard a low groan, the voice deep and rugged. She turned her head slightly to take a quick look at the unknown person who was currently in her bed, nestling themselves beneath her purple satin covers. She was met with a pair of deep brown eyes peering eagerly at her. As she tried to avoid them she cast her eyes over his remaining features. He was a fairly handsome man. No, he was actually pretty hot. His olive skin tone seemed to glisten under the invading sunlight, his cheekbones were well defined, and his lips were plump and quite inviting. She then glanced below his collarbone at his chest, his beautifully chiseled chest.

"Good-morning beautiful" he said in a low growl. Mercedes was now alerted causing her brown doe eyes to meet his dark browns orbs again.

"Umm... I... Good-morning" She said hesitantly. She tried to put a face to his name, but she didn't even remember the previous night, let alone the name of this handsome intruder. 'I seriously need to drink less' she thought 'huh got my news year's resolution picked already'. Now Mercedes wouldn't normally carry out such actions when sober, though she didn't tend to date long-term, she definitely ensured she knew the name of the man before she jumped into bed with him, but it seemed that after a couple of vodka shots all morals went out the window for a pretty face.

Now not only did she have a horrible hangover, she had to drag herself to school today and she also in fact had to find a polite way to rid herself of this man. It wasn't like her to drink on a school night, but her friends nonetheless encouraged her to go out saying something along the lines of "you need to end this dry spell" or as Santana, her fiery Latina friend put it "if you don't have some hot piece of meat attend to your coochie it's going to start gathering dust". Mercedes laughed at the thought if only her friends could see her now.

"Well last night was umm fun. I'd love for you to stay'..." 'Definitely not' she thought "... But I must get to school."

"School?! Damn girl! How old are you?" The brow on his forehead began to sweat, almost profusely. Seeing his panic, Mercedes quickly reassured him "Oh Gosh. I'm Twenty-Seven. I WORK at a school; I'm a music teacher there."

"Oh thank God." He rested his hand on his chest. "Well... How about I get your number, so we could ya'know get together again" he said suggestively as he raised his eyebrows.

"I… Umm... Oh is that my phone ringing. Sorry if you just see yourself out, I'm sure this call is important." She quickly left running towards her bathroom, in only her black bra and pantie set, hoping the gentlemen would get her hint and leave. Mercedes remained in her bathroom until she heard the front door close. After a few moments she made her way to her bedroom, seeing her handsome stranger was no longer there, she began to discard the evidence of her previous endeavors. Mercedes began to make her bed, pick up her clothes from yesterday; a sultry red bodycon dress that accentuated her curves and dispose of the remaining alcohol in the red wine bottle. 'Never again' she thought. Mercedes quickly made her way to the shower, readying herself for the work day ahead.

Sam dragged himself from his bed, naked as the day he was born, he approached the mirror. 'Hmm how could any women ever resist this' he thought staring admirably at his amazingly moulded abdominals and his impressive package. To say Sam was gifted in that area would surely be an understatement. Sam withdrew from his self-obsessed daze, as he heard his ringtone becoming increasingly louder. "Uhh what do you want Kurt?"

"That is no way to speak to your personal assistant" Kurt replied in an agitated tone. "Anyway I have a job for you, GQ wants you to model the latest sport ranges. I need you here at headquarters by 9:30."

"Fine, but have you told Puck?"

"You would think you'd be more appreciative of the work I get for you but not even thanks. Humph and yes I have told Puck he is already making his way there".

"I apologise Kurt. I thank you sincerely from the bottom of my heart."

"No need for sarcasm." Kurt replied and promptly hung up the phone.

Mercedes walked through the double glass doors, her heels clicking against the wooden panelled floors of her classroom. The school day had officially ended, but Mercedes was sat waiting for the members of glee club to arrive. Mercedes made her way to her seat and began fiddling with her hair as she let her mind drift towards the events of the previous night and her memory began to piece together what had happened...

Mercedes threw him down onto the bed, slowly walking towards him she then straddled his waist and began moving her hips ever so slowly against his crotch. Her black lace panties created friction against his Calvin Klein boxers, causing them both to moan with pleasure. Mercedes licked her lips and she looked deliciously at his body. She began to pepper kisses all the way down to the opening of his pants. Just as she was about to pull of his boxers, Mercedes was quickly turned over so she was beneath him. He began to lick her collarbone and plant kisses across her neck, continuing to press his core into her as he lay comfortably between her thick thighs. Mercedes eased up slowly off of the bed to unclasp her bra and take the straps from over her shoulders. She slowly removed her bra and exposed her breasts to the man before her. He let out a small gasp before beginning to ravish her breasts, licking and nipping at one whilst massaging the other. A loud moan escaped Mercedes mouth at the sensation she was feeling. Just when she thought she'd reached her high, he began to travel lower down south until he reached her entrance. He steadily removed her panties and placed his head at her entrance. "Get ready baby, I'm going to make you feel so good". He put Mercedes legs over his shoulders and then began to devour her. Mercedes threw her head back and begun to shout profanities as pleasure overcame her.

"Ahhh oh my god…Don't you dare stop what you're... Ahh doing!" Mercedes said in a small sultry voice.

Mercedes was snapped out of her stupor as a young girl began to approach her. "Hey Miss jones. So what's our topic this week?"

"Hello Stacey. Once the rest of the club come in I'll let you all know". Mercedes had run glee since her early employment at McKinley which began four years prior. She opened glee club to all years at the school giving students an opportunity to express themselves through music as she had done previously as a McKinley High Student.

As the remaining of the Students began to pile in, Mercedes went to announce the topic of this week. "Ladies and gentlemen. This week's theme will be... memories". Oh the irony, Mercedes thought, considering her memory was still a little foggy.

"Now give me angry. Uh-huh. Now sexy. Oooh. Give me a slight pout." Sam followed the orders given by the photographer as he took numerous shots of him in just his football trousers, boots and a leather football. His chest had been oiled up to accentuate his abs. "Wonderful. You're finished Sam". Sam quickly left the area to get reacquainted with the buffet table. As Sam began to fill his plate with macaroni cheese, tuna pasta and chicken drumsticks, Puck stood beside him filling his plate with salad to the brim.

"Dude, that's seriously not going to help keep you in the modelling industry," Puck began to tut.

"Dude. Look at this body, these glorious abs are going nowhere. Anyway what took you so long getting here?"

Puck's face lit up thinking about his morning "Umm. Nothing"

Sam recognized that familiar smirk "You were with a girl weren't you? You dirty dog"

"Man has needs. But this girl she was different. Girl had it all. Her eyes were doe shaped I could get lost in them, her lips were so big I couldn't get enough and her body… Sam she had more curves than should be allowed for any women. I can't even begin to describe her breasts and her ass; damn that thing could kill a man."

"So who's this goddess who's got you so smitten?" Sam was intrigued to see his friend so excited about a girl, considering he was a self-confessed sex shark.

Puck gleamed before saying "Her name's Mercedes".