I walked into Kendra's room. She was opening a bottle of champagne. She was barefoot and her hair was down, but she was still wearing her business suit. Our meeting went well and now we had a whole day to unwind before our flight. "I thought we'd relax a little before dinner," She said "You didn't have any plans, did you?" she asked
"No," I said. "None."
I couldn't believe my luck. I'd been fantasizing about this moment for weeks. She was new in our office, a transfer from another city. Everyone in our office wanted her. It didn't matter if you were straight or not, her mere presence, her exotic looks and flawless body, brought out the lust in everyone. She made the furniture sweat. Like me she was tall, feminine, dressed very well, kept it simple; there was something very no nonsense about her. She wore glasses most of the time at work, which framed her face perfectly. I just wanted to kiss her. I'd recently ended a short relationship with a woman. My first. It was the best sex I'd ever had and I longed for a new partner. Since Kendra arrived, I been spending hours in my apartment with my hands in my pussy, imagining her between my legs.
But at work I was all business and so was she, so I was very excited when she and I were sent on a business trip together.
She led me to the terrace, where there was a table and chairs. She poured me a glass and we clicked glasses.
"I think it's time that I told you something about myself," she said.
I put my glass down and blushed for some reason.
"What's that?"
"I've been distracted at work recently"
"Why's that?"
"Did you know that I was gay?"
I blushed and my heart began to beat really fast.
"No," I said.
She laughed and breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's OK," she said. "I didn't know that you were gay until a couple of days ago."
"How did you find out?"
"Your personal ad."
I blushed. "I thought I'd taken that thing down."
"It's still there. I was surfing around a couple of days ago and there you were."
"I didn't know I was still up there."
"I was looking for blondes, big beautiful feminine blondes, just like you."
I didn't know what to say.
"I was going to say something sooner, but I didn't know how to bring it up."
I took another sip of champagne and tried not to look at her.
"Anything wrong?" She asked.
"Nope."
I finished my glass and she poured me another. We sat there silently for a minute and then I mustered the nerve to speak.
"I've had such a crush on you, Kendra, you don't even know."
She smiled. "I've had one on you too," she said. Then she touched my knee with her hand