This is my first submission... Don't be too mean!
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It was just another boring office Christmas party. The only things that made these things worth going to were the networking opportunities and Lila. Lila and I were instant friends from the first day I started at the firm. She had taken me under her wing and showed me the ropes. Soon, we started hanging out outside of work—shopping, movies, dinners. Although we couldn't be more different, we were best friends. When I started my job a year ago, I was a twenty year old newlywed. I'm now 21, but still the same dark-haired, dark-eyed, flat-chested girl I was then. She, a single and successful thirtysomething. Unlike me, she is quite well-endowed, and is gorgeous with her brown hair and blue eyes. We talked about anything and everything. She knew about all the ups and downs of my marriage with the unsatisfying sex and unsatisfying emotional connection, and I knew about her many failed relationships and flings she had with various women. Yes, I said that correctly. Women. Lila's a lesbian. Yet another place where we differ greatly. I had never been with a woman and she got with a new one often.
I grabbed two champagnes off a passing caterer's tray and headed over to Lila.
"Hey," I said, smiling and handing her a glass of champagne.
"Hey, yourself," she replied, as she accepted my offering. "Where's Alex?" she asked about my husband.
"I love him enough not to force him to come to one of these awful shindigs."
Lila laughed, as she took a sip of champagne. "Oh God, Katie! I need to give you your Christmas present," Lila said, placing her glass on someone's desk.
"Yeah, that reminds me. I need to give you yours too. It's in my purse."
"Why don't you step inside my office?" Lila asked with a wink.
I followed Lila through the crowd of mingling coworkers into her office. Lila closed the door behind us and headed to her desk. I assumed my usual spot and sat on her desk with my legs dangling off the side. Lila rummaged through her drawers; I searched my purse.
"Okay, it's kind of a gag gift, but it's also quite practical," Lila said, as she clutched a wrapped box.
"Mine is too."
We exchanged the presents and both started unwrapping.
"Oh my gosh. No way!" we said in unison.
We both had gotten each other identical vibrators.
"Well, I guess this shows how sexually frustrated both of us are," Lila laughed.
"That's for sure," I agreed, fingering the box that held the vibrator. "Alex would flip if he knew I owned one of these."
"Of course he would! He has that typical male complex of being the only one that's allowed to sexually please his woman. The only problem is that the typical male isn't successful in pleasing his woman."
I laughed. "He's pleased me before..."
"Riiiight," Lila said with much skepticism. "When's the last time he gave you an orgasm? Two months ago?"
"No!" I said defensively.
Lila raised an eyebrow.
"Three months ago," I sighed.
"Honey, that's sad. You at least need to get a good one night stand. You can't be blamed for cheating if he isn't giving you what you need," Lila said, as she rested her hand on my thigh.
Her hand sent tingles up my leg straight to my pussy and her eyes pierced me to my core.
"Um, I think I had too much champagne," I said, quickly standing up.
"Are you sure it was the champagne?"
I could feel Lila's eyes gauging my reaction. I bit my lip and looked away. Lila stepped closer and brushed some stray hairs out of my face and behind my ear.
