I first met Julie some nine months ago in the middle of winter. That first meeting was uneventful in fact I hardly remember the introduction at all. This would change dramatically over the next few months.
January, in Buffalo is snowy, dark and cold, very cold. It is not uncommon to endure days, if not weeks of constant gray skies. This yearly phenomena causes many people of this fair city to go into a kind of depression, and a general malaise prevails in many an office and workplace. The only cures are a vacation to Florida or time. Eventually, even in Buffalo the seasons do change and spring arrives. Perhaps it was because of this state of affairs that the new girl in our office Julie Micelli did not make an immediate impression on me.
Julie stands a little over five feet four inches tall. She has brown shoulder length hair with a petite body. Her eyes are hazel green, but more importantly they are what define who she is. In her first few weeks at Colt, the company we both work for, I remember an intimidating disposition from this diminutive young lady. The eyes, those eyes were strictly no nonsense. It took several weeks before anything more than a casual hello was exchanged between her and many people in the office.
A Change of Seasons- The Ice Breaks
January soon gave way to February and the promise of spring was right around the corner. As the weather changed so did Julie's clothing, skirts became shorter, blouses looser and I especially began to notice her nylon clad legs. In my mind they were thigh high stockings, I later found out they were pantyhose, but in my head they remained thigh highs from Victoria's Secret. Her innocent girl next door looks seemed to change overnight. Don't misunderstand dear reader, to the uneducated very little had changed, but not to me. Julie was a sex machine, and a match to my own perverted thoughts, I was as certain of this, and I was going to explore this new opportunity to the fullest. My only concern was that this beautiful creature would feel the same about me as I was beginning to feel about her. It was at this point that our relationship began in earnest.
I AM what IM
Instant messages, short simple questions with clear concise answers. It is easy to hide behind a computer screen and discuss the most intimate details of you life without fear, In short a terrific way to get to know someone quickly. Julie was separated from her husband of 20 years and she was a mother to two wonderful little boys. She enjoyed reading, watching movies, and music. This was all very interesting, we had some commonality, but the more we got to know one another the stranger our bond became. A bizarre sense of je ne sais que, occurred and a unique friendship was formed. This familiarity in many ways was inexplicable I was able to almost read her thoughts. We were one in the same with ideas, I began to get excited. Who was this person? Can we really be this much in tune? Well curiosity between a man and a woman eventually leads to sex and the instant messages began to get more personal. As the questions passed between us and the answers exchanged, in my heart and soul I knew I would experience Julie. I also knew when we did become intimate it would be for her. My pleasure would come from fulfilling her needs.
