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We had started around the same time and we were both the new kids on the block so we naturally became quick friends. Her name was Hope and we looked a lot like each other. We both had blond hair, although hers was a little bit longer than mine. I had blue eyes while Hope had deep green ones. But we both had a smile that could usually melt the boys' hearts on site. We both had killer tans. We always went to the tanning bed together and tanned in the nude. I wasn't as proud of my legs as Hope was of hers, mine were more the muscular type, not big at all, still nice and long, just a little more muscular than a woman's usually is. That comes from all of my years as a volleyball player and a cheerleader in high school. Hers was more the typical feminine legs, long and lean.
I had immediately noticed how beautiful she was on that first day of work, how her hair was always so shiny and soft. When she would catch me looking at her I would quickly look away with red cheeks I'm sure. If she ever noticed anything, she never said. About a year later she moved and my desires for her were never spoken of. I felt like a piece of my heart had just been ripped out.
A few months later, I got an email from her saying that she would be in town for a few days and wanted to know if we could get together for lunch. Of course I said yes, I had missed her very much, not only because I had secretly wanted her all this time. But we had grown into really good friends before she moved away. My thoughts kept creeping back to the times we were at work and I'd catch her bending over and I would get a peek at her cleavage and I would just stand there and stare till she started to straighten up then I would quickly turn around and start walking the other way. I didn't want her to see the way I was looking at her or how my hands had involuntarily started to trace my own lips at the thought of what those gorgeous tits would taste like on my tongue. We would always play at work. Always joke around about kissing each other but I don't think she ever knew I was serious. Almost every time we would pass each other at work, we'd pat the others ass and say "Oh yeah baby, hit me harder" all the other coworkers didn't think anything of it, because everyone did it. But unknown to her and everyone else was how wet I got every time we were that close to each other and I could smell her perfume. And feel how soft her skin was. Once when I patted her on her ass, I gently squeezed and copped a good feel of that great ass. She just turned around and winked at me, I thought I saw a flicker of desire, but then it quickly faded as others came around. So I never thought about it again.
We met at a neutral restaurant and she had ordered some white wine before I got there. We started talking about old times and what each other was up to these days and gossiping about the people we used to work with. I guess being around her again in combination with the wine made me at ease with myself, because before I knew it, I was asking her why we never hung out after work. She replied by saying that she wasn't sure she could trust herself to keep her hands off of me. My jaw totally dropped. It was like my deepest fantasy coming true and I didn't know what to say. So I just looked at her and let her finish what she was saying. She went on to tell me that she loved the way my jeans would hug my ass or how I would often wear those low cut tight little shirts that showed off what she called "the greatest set of tits of all time". She said she had to go to the bathroom or the locker room several times to relieve herself of her throbbing pussy. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I just kept thinking to myself of all the wasted time that we had.
We finished our meal and took the rest of the wine up to her hotel room, which was just across the street from the restaurant. We barely got all the way into the elevator before she grabbed my arm swung me around and started kissing me. We wrapped our arms around each other and shared a very deep, very passionate kiss. Our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths as our hands couldn't quit roaming over each other's bodies. She cupped my breasts and squeezed hard. I let out a deep throaty almost animal like moan.
"Yeah like that baby" was all I managed to say just as her hand was on its way down to see just how wet I was. the elevator came to a stop and we quickly gathered ourselves just in case there were people on the other side. We got to her room and shoved the door open and her back slammed it shut when I pushed her up against it. My right hand immediately went to her pussy, which was soaking wet. I could feel her juices through her panties. I cupped her pussy and my thumb went to work on her clit, I asked, "Is that what you want? You want me to rub that clit don't you?" She started squirming and bucking and moaning and saying how much she had dreamt of this very moment. I was in pure heaven. She let out a good yell as she started to cum telling me to keep going. Not to stop because she was cumming. Hope had her hands on either side of my face while she was kissing me. We were both moaning and grabbing at each other.
I don't know how we did it, but we ended up on the bed. She was straddled on top of me unbuttoning my shirt and my jeans. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feel of her hands on me. I could tell that this wasn't her first time with a woman. It wasn't my first time either. She would place small feathery kisses on my chest and my belly as she undressed me. I was getting chills up and down my body. After she had me undressed and down to just my bra and panties she looked down at me and said, "You look just like I had imagined you would. Perfect."
She would tease me by running her hands all over me. Everywhere except my pussy that is. She had no idea how wild that drove me. I absolutely love to be teased. She would start at my neck and lick her way down to my left breast and gently but firmly bite my nipples trough the thin fabric of my bra. Her other hand would be massaging the other breast. She moved her right leg in between mine and was grinding her thighs against my pussy, making me even wetter than I already was. Which I didn't think was possible.
