Charlotte and I are great friends. We met a few months ago, on-line, in a chat room and seemed to hit it off straight away, chatting all the time and exchanging photo's. We even look a bit alike, although her hair is red and mine is long and blonde. There seems to be so much we have in common, the same interests, the same love of girlie gossip!
As we live quite near each other, I decided to surprise Charlotte with a visit last week. I thought it would be fun to finally meet her in the flesh. All the way there on the train I imagined what the look on her face would be when she opened her front door and saw me. I confess that I was really excited, and couldn't wait to see her.
When I arrived at the station, it was only a short walk to Charlotte's house and I was there in no time. Ringing the doorbell, I waited nervously for her to answer. When she finally opened the door we both laughed and hugged for a while, before sitting in the lounge with a nice bottle of wine. Charlotte was so easy to talk to. I told her all about my problems at work and about the boyfriend I'd left a few days before. She was really sweet and kind.
It was as I got up to leave later that evening when Charlotte really started to talk! She told me that she'd fancied me for a while, but knew that I was with someone else. Now that I was single again, she wanted us to be lovers as well as friends. I froze with surprise! I'd never been with another woman before, never even considered it. I was trying to think of some way to tell her that it would never happen when she kissed me. As her warm tongue explored the inside of my mouth, I began to panic. Charlotte was my friend, I'd never thought of her in a sexual way. I'd never thought of any woman in that way. Before I had time to think about what was going on, I felt her hands rubbing my tits through the thin material of my shirt. My mind was racing. Part of me said that it was wrong, but another part of me was becoming really aroused. I could feel my nipples stiffen to her touch. Whilst kissing and caressing my neck, her fingers started to slowly undo my buttons. I just stood there, motionless, not knowing what to do or what was expected of me.