my co-worker.

“I don’t mind being burdened with being glamorous and sexual. Beauty and femininity are ageless and can’t be contrived, and glamour, although the manufacturers won’t like this, cannot be manufactured. Not real glamour; it’s based on femininity.”

― Marilyn Monroe

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So last time I wasn’t expecting that kind of action, actually I didn’t know being nice to someone could take you places, steamy and wet places. I didn’t know Amelia was into girls… And if she wasn’t, well… she’s into me. I know it sounds arrogant but that’s the truth, otherwise we wouldn’t have fucked in the restroom. It all started with her, crying because she thought she was fat, boy… she was everything but fat, still she was skinny but mmm. Actually I’ve always preferred thick girls, a little bit of tummy has never hurt anybody, right? Uh..

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not into skinny shaming (if it exists) but just… preferences y’know. However, Amelia would bring my walls down; she was… above all my expectations. Even after leaving me alone in the restroom I couldn’t believe what just happened.

In case you can’t recall let me remind you all:

“Of course. You must call me so that we can eat together.” They way Amelia said that word, sent shivers down my spine. She was already getting dressed and helping me to get dress as well. We even fixed out make up. When we were about to leave, she leaned and shared a slow-motion kiss that made me cringe.

Then, she placed a little pink piece of paper on my hand. “Don’t forget, call me.” She stated, winking.

After she departed first, I waited a couple minutes before leaving the still steamy restroom, and going back to my normal, – at least –  for a little while, live.

 

It is not necessary for me to tell y’all I was… wow, just wow. My skin was burning up; my boobs were kind of sore… actually there were many sore spots all over my body. She was skinny but had firm hands, she would grab my boobs, my ass, my thighs like if her life was depending on it. And of course I wouldn’t complain because I enjoyed it. I’ve never been the “submissive” kind of girl when it comes to sex; I’ve always liked to be on top, controlling everyone and everything but with her… It worked the whole way around, maybe because I was still unbelieving. Minutes ago we were having lunch, then I fucked her skirt up and next thing was… we were both moaning, roaming each other’s bodies and… Scissoring, for those who don’t know, scissoring is… crossing of the legs as the tips of scissors would close.

But I think the best part was… when she was eating me out, Jesus Christ that girl knows what’s good… Her tongue knows what’s good indeed, I wasn’t expecting that either…

“Amelia licked her over and over, sucking my clit biting down on it, doing the same with my labia, the last thing I know, I was fucking Amelia’s tongue, rocking my hips against her face. I jerked off the floor; my head caught the wall as I moaned loudly.”

Her long hair covering her face while she was eating my pussy was… amazing, not to mention her perky ass and white skin, her wide hips… And her voice, oh god, her soft voice which was still soft while fucking me was the best, in her kiss I taste revolution, like that song… And her slender, long fingers, mhm…  

“Then, before I even expected it, Amelia shoved another finger in my pussy, and it sent her over the edge, like she has just hit the jackpot. I moaned, gasped and even purred deep in the back of my throat, my thighs jerking and raising up off the ground. Amelia had a hard time, as she tried to hold me down as she licked up my juices and swallowed them all.”

What kind of girl reaches your G-spot without even trying? Damn… Right now you may be wondering why I am bringing those memories back… what’s the reason for doing so besides masturbating or feeling melancholic. Well, do you remember she ask me to call her? And she was serious I could tell by her expression.

Well, I did. And we are supposed to go to the movies tonight, I think we’ll watch an action movie or maybe a horror one, I really like those kind of movies but I’m too coward I wouldn’t be able to sleep alone or at least properly if I watched the horror one.

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It felt like if she was waiting for me to call her because she answered immediately and by her voice I could tell she was smiling.

“Hello there!” She greeted me and I smiled softly. Her sweet voice.

“Hello, Mrs. Amelia.” I tried to sound very formal, holding back my laughter.

“Oh, seems like a handsome boy has called me.” She teased. “Are you calling me for our date tonight, James?” My smile faded away when I heard that name, James? I didn’t know a James.

“Uh?” I managed to ask and she burst out laughing.

“I thought you liked playing games, sweetie.” Oh geez, she just called me sweetie and I blushed instantly. “You took so long.” She complained, and I smiled, you could say I did it on purpose but I wouldn’t let her know.

“Oh… Did I?” I asked, smiling even if she wasn’t able to see me. “It seems like you were waiting eagerly for my call, weren’t ya?” I teased and she giggled.

“I was waiting for James’ call, not yours.” She was teasing my too, I groaned.

“I will let James call you then.” This girl could make me jealous so easily I was surprised, because… I’ve never been the –jealous, crazy, possessive- Kind of girl but… thinking about her with someone else… Just a big “no”, as big as her boobs.

“Someone got jealous, uh?” She noticed and… well, maybe I was too obvious.

“…No” I lied, and she knew because she started laughing again.

“So…how can I help you?” I could feel she was excited.

“Mhm.. well. I was wondering if Mrs. Amelia wanted to…” I cleared my throat, I got nervous all of sudden and even if it was impossible for her to refuse… what If she did? What If—

“Hm yes?” She encouraged me to continue.

“If Mrs. Amelia wanted to go to the movies with me.” I finally said and waited for her answer.

“Hm when?” She asked, why didn’t she say yes? Did she dislike the idea?

“Tonight.” Now I was dead serious, and nervous. A few seconds went by when only our breathing could be heard till she giggled.

“Of course, she would be glad.” Her voice full of happiness. “What time are you coming, tho?”

“7 pm, is it good for ya?” I asked, biting my lower lip.

And that’s the reason why right now I’m sitting on my couch, waiting… I don’t want to get there too early nor too late, because I’d look disinterested or else, I would look too enthusiastic.

I didn’t want to screw things up because… I just realized it was a date, at least that’s what she mentioned when we were on the phone, remember?

““Oh, seems like a handsome boy has called me.” She teased. “Are you calling me for our date tonight, James?” My smile faded away when I heard that name, James? I didn’t know a James.”

Maybe she was testing me, like… Was she waiting for me to say it wasn’t going to be a date? Did she like the idea of us… in… a date? Or not? Once again I was overthinking the whole situation but… it’s been a long time since the last time I had a date, and you know… I’m pretty clumsy when it comes to dates and stuff, I don’t know how I should behave.

Amelia seems to be a really calm kind of girl, I mean, she liked teasing and she was kinky as fuck, horny maybe?

Wait… horny, oh my god…

I just realized we are going to the movies, what if we end up having sex in one of the bathrooms? What if someone bumps into us and discover us?

Mmm what the freak am I thinking? We are… going to watch a movie, that’s it. As long as she doesn’t start kissing me, or my neck, or anything related to it, we’ll be fine, right… right?

I glanced over my wall clock. “6:30 P.M” Well… it’s time for me to get going, I’ll let you know how it goes, wish me luck because I will need it if she starts teasing me. Xoxo.