I was working in what was essentially a constuction site in the middle of nowhere, it didn't even have proper roads leading to it, we just had a regular car and had to park up and walk up this dirt track.

Our company was in dispute with the company running the site and it was a very stressful working enviroment, even if we hadn't been completely exposed to the element.

So there was one guy from the company that was there constantly, while the rest of us came and went. I'd been there for a couple of weeks working pretty much constantly with him.

So whether it was a combination of my being horny, the isolation, feeling kind of sorry for him, and actually he was just a good guy, but we started having sex.

I don't think he was getting a lot of sex in his regular life, because as soon as he started getting sex, he wanted it constantly.

Anyway one day there was an incident at the site, I won't say what but it was probably the worst thing that had every happened to me in my career to that point.

However this guy was just brilliant, he completley saved the situation, face down the assholes from the company that ran the site that were panicking.

It was just hugely impressive.

Afterwards we were on the site by ourselves, we were cold wet, and the weather was just getting worse.

So like I said, I was kind of impressed, we still had a long night ahead of us, so I suggested we find a quite spot and I give him a blowjob.

Which he imediately jumped at.... it was kind of sexy, because he was a very serious buttoned up guy, but any mention of sex, he became a little kid.

So we find a quite spot, and I kneel down and start...

After a bit though, he just refuses to finish and starts saying he wants to have sex.

So I'm actually kind of up for that but there's lots of problems. There's no real shelter, there's bare concrete and benches but that's even dry.

So I never would have agreed to it normally, but he was seriously my hero, so I thought fuck it.

So I take my jacket off, and lay it on a bench, I've got a set of thermal coveralls on, which aren't really sex friendly, so I pull them down, around my ankles.

They're bunched up around my ankles with my knickers.

But he doesn't want to fuck me from behind, so in the end I take them off as well as my knickers, then I let him take my t-shirt and bra,

In the end I'm just wearing my boots and it is fucking freezing.

Of course he's still got his coveralls on, just his cock out so there's a lesson there somewhere.

Anyway the sex was really good, however parts of my body were going numb, and then I saw the blood.

He moved me off the bench and put me down onto a sharp piece of metal which some fucking idiot had left loose.

I never even felt it until I saw the blood on his hand where it cut into my shoulder.

It went in quite deep and I would need stitches.

However what kind of impressed/appalled me was the way he kept going even after he saw the blood.

It was only after he came that he became the model of consideration and concern.