Friday morning was tough getting up. I wasn't hungover but I felt like I hadn't slept a wink. Memories of Julie flooded back to me as my alarm went off, I reached to hit the snooze button and checked to see if there was a text from her. Nothing. I was hopeful but didn't really expect anything.
I rolled over, cuddled Kisa, and smiled as I remembered our kiss. Yesterday seemed to blur by, almost surreal, like a dream. I could still feel the shape of her body, smell her scent, hear her whimper as I tasted her kiss, see the look in her pretty eyes as she gazed at me when we said good night. My heart felt heavy, not with sorrow but with something new and exciting with an unforeseen future. I miss her already and wanted to see her again, and soon. I had no idea where this would lead and I smiled at the possibilities. My sleepy imagination started to run with it, the things we could do, the places we could go.
Stop.
What am I doing? This seemed to be going way too fast. I'm still healing from my last relationship with someone. I still feel anger, hatred, resentment, and I still feel like crying sometimes. That was different, it was a relationship that ended up being based on ego, self-importance, and control, or attempted control. I need to take this one step at a time. I need to know what she wants and expects.
The alarm went off again and I sleepily reached over and turned it off. I seriously contemplated calling in sick but I got up anyway. I slid my feet out from under the covers and sat on the edge of the bed trying to gather the strength to stand up. I managed somehow and stumbled into the bathroom, found the shower and turned it on.
After the shower I felt alive again, got dressed and made the bed, brewed coffee and made my lunch, and was out the door at my normal time feeling more human-like. I checked my phone again when I got in the car, no text message from Julie.
Once in the office I logged into my machine and checked my phone. No text. I headed for the break room for some fresh coffee and passed Kelly on the way. She smiled her pretty smile and said good morning. I replied back with a guilty, unfaithful feeling that really had no business being there.
I poured a cup of coffee and went back to my desk. No text. Well, someone should start this and Julie's probably waiting for me.
I picked up my phone and texted her.
[Hey! Good morning! :-)]
I waited. Nothing. I took a sip of coffee and waited. Nothing. I sighed and yawned, opened my corporate email and started my morning routine of sort, delete, answer, and file.
My phone buzzed and I snatched it off the desk.
[Good morning! :-)]
[How are you?]
I lied with a yawn.
[Having a good morning!]
[You?]
[Me too :-)]
[I had a really great time with you
last night]
[I did too :-)]
[I'm really sorry I grabbed your
boob last night. I guess I got
caught up in the moment and got
carried away. It wasn't right
and I'm sorry]
[I didn't mind]
[In fact I liked it :-)]
[:-)]
I paused waiting for more.
[I couldn't stop thinking about you
last night. I love the way you kiss :-)]
A minute went by, driving me nuts.
[I'd like to kiss you again]
[Me too :-)]
[You know we have to be careful]
Another minute, I hoped she wasn't driving.
[Yes, I know. But I'm sure
we can work something out. :-)]
[Especially around here]
[The cavemen? :-)]
[LOL Yes, exactly. And more. :-/]
[I know]
[I have so many questions for you]
[I do too :-)]
[Have you ever been with a girl before?]
I immediately regretted asking.
[No. Have you?]
[No]
[Well, sort of]
[It's ok]
[You're so pretty, I've wanted to
kiss you for so long now, but I
never thought you were like this.
I kept thinking last night was a
dream]
[I thought a lot about you, too. :-)]
Wow, I didn't know. I was her Kelly. So desirable, so close and yet so far away. I wonder when she masturbates if she thinks about me.
[I wish I'd known. I wish you were here, I'd kiss you right now.]
[:-*]
[Are you coming to the office today?]
[No, doesn't look like it :-(
not unless you have a pick up
for me]
Probably not, I thought.
[Too bad :-)]
[What are you wearing?]
[A white dress with black heels]
[The one with the flowers?
You look so pretty in it! :-)]
Wow, so sweet. She noticed.
[Awe, thanks. :-)]
[I gotta go start making my
routes, I'll check in later]
[k, have a great day :-)]
[:-*]
[:-*]
Wow, nice, I thought as I put my phone down. I suddenly felt refreshed, so light, and full of energy. I took a couple sips of coffee and tackled a pile of crap paperwork that I'd been sitting on for a while.
I couldn't stop thinking about little Julie and I felt so good knowing she was thinking about me, too. I loved her kiss and wanted more. I worked through the stack of papers thinking of her, a couple hours later I'd completed it and I dropped it on Og's desk.
Our hug kept coming back to my mind. If I closed my eyes, I could still feel her arms around me, her body touching mine, her hands exploring my body, her little boobs underneath my boobs. I could feel my pussy getting wet from thinking about it. Maybe it was time for some naughty pleasure, I smiled, at least go without my panties for a while.
I went into the supply room, or the panty room as I started calling it. I went back to my corner and hiked my dress up, took my little white panties off and held them out in front of me. I imagined Julie wearing them and nothing else, they'd probably fit her. I wondered what size her boobs were, probably an A cup, and I'll bet they're sexy looking.
I reached a finger down to my pussy and started rubbing my clit, thinking of Julie and kissing her. I heard someone come in the storage room, I grabbed a box of pens and said 'hey' to the girl as I walked out with my panties bunched in my hand and back to my desk.
I stashed the pens and put my panties in my purse. I'd missed a text from Julie.
[Hey :-)]
[Heya :-)]
A moment went by.
[How's your morning going?]
[Good. Except I've been thinking about you and I'm horny as hell]
[You should do something about that LOL]
[I did, I took my panties off :-)]
[Really?]