My dearest friend
I would like to tell you about a special adventure that I had about 18 months back. It was not long after I had joined my current company and I was the first technical support manager the company had hired. My first job was to check Internet usage as at that time we used dial-up
connections and the phone bill was horrendous, obviously a lot of the guys at work were using the net to access porn sites. While it didn’t offend me, it was wasting the company’s money and my bonus so I just made sure that one morning the prime offender, a very senior director, found me at his terminal just updating the virus protection and
Incidentally deleting all his saved pictures and bookmarks. Needless to say I got my bonus straight away but I keep on checking to protect the firm from viruses and help to keep productivity up.
Back in June, I hired Heather. Like me she’s a red head but while my hair is dark, almost brown, Heather is a real carrot top with white skin and freckles, she is short about 5ft 4in and very slender and she is also a biker with a Yamaha Virago so we hit it off immediately.
We often went out to the West End clubs after work and sometimes we both ended up in my house with some guys we met.
Can you imagine how I felt when, during my routine check, I found the wee lassie, (as we called her), of the prime offenders for looking at porn sites. This was a sacking offence and I didn’t want to lose my friend so I double checked the sites and I was shocked to find that most of them were either lesbian or showed bisexual girls. What would you have done? I decided to confront Heather but not at work as this would be official and might mean that I couldn’t persuade the lass to keep this quiet so when Heather came back from lunch I suggested we might grab an Indian takeaway and have an evening in with a video.
The rest of that day I was not really very effective at work, My stomach was churning as I mentally rehearsed how I would present this and I decided that after dinner would probably be best. Later that night we sat back on my sofa and opened a bottle of Aussie verdelho, (a yummy white wine) and came straight out with it.
“Lassie, I know where you have been surfing at work” I said. “Oh”, Heather was very quiet, “I suppose that I have been pretty silly. I guess that I forgot that you would be checking the techs as well as the suits”. Heather looked so vulnerable I put my arms round her and hugged her.
“Look, we’re not at work right? If those files were deleted before the monthly check I won’t know about them will I?” I needed Heather’s help at the office, she was like a witch the way she could find faults in the systems we used to share the scanners and workstations and stuff. All of a sudden Heather started crying, she said that she had tried to be like other girls and like boys but she couldn’t keep pretending. She had been a lesbian since about 14 when she had been at boarding school and had a crush on an older girl who had given her, her first orgasm. I tried to see how the world must have seemed to Heather but after Paul’s love I had no curiosity about girls and I was still looking for a man who could love me like Paul had.
Anyhow after a good cry, Heather repaired her make up and we finished off the first bottle and we started on another one. Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks were busy being sleepless in Seattle and by the time we got down to the bottom of the bottle Heather was pointing out how gorgeous Meg was while I tried to explain what I liked about Tom. We staggered upstairs and I kissed Heather (a very sisterly kiss) goodnight and she shacked up in my guestroom, after an hour or so I got up to go to use the bathroom and heard sobbing from Heather’s room so
I went to see what the matter was.
Heather was worried that I would blurb her secret out and even if I didn’t sack her I would ruin her life at work. I tried to reassure the lass and eventually she stopped crying.
“Look Heather, I need your help at work and as long you don’t surf porn sites at the office you will get no grief from me at all”.
I said to her and Heather responded by kissing me, not a sisterly peck but real, full contact tongues and all kisses.
“Sam, I’ve loved you from the day I saw you. Will you please let me love you tonight?” I was seriously flattered honestly. I know I haven’t sent you a picture yet but I honestly don’t think that I am very attractive just sort of ordinary and here was a very pretty girl who wanted to make love to me. I was feeling very flattered and said to Heather that I wasn’t sure about this but offered to cuddle up to try to make her feel more secure and happier.
It was about 3 am when I woke next, I couldn’t remember where I was but the hands on my tits felt very nice. I snuggled back and got kissed on my ear and nibbled, I don’t know about you but when someone nibbles my ear I just melt so I rolled over and started to kiss but woke up suddenly when I realised that there was no middle of the night scratchy stubble.
“Heather!”
“Yummy” was the answer as Heather kissed me and I have to confess that by now I was kissing back. Heather as cupping my tits through my satin camisole and I reached out and found her small pert breast with
incredibly hard nipples.
“Oh my god I feel so horny”, I said and Heather told me that she knew the cure and got me to lie back. Her light fluttery kisses started at my mouth and worked down my chin line and my neck towards my breasts. Just before she started to kiss my tits Heather stopped.
“Sam, are you sure you want me to do this?”
“Please, before I lose my nerve” I answered and Heather took my right breast in her mouth, sucking on my nipple and running her tongue around it. It felt so good that I released her boobs and grabbed the sheets, after an eternity of pleasure Heather’s mouth was on the move again, I jumped as her warm breath tickled my flat stomach and then she was there.
For the first time in my life, a woman was kissing and licking at my clit. Let me tell you this. There are very few men who can find a clit first time and I don’t think any man can know what it feels like to have your clit sucked just so. I was in heaven and that was before Heather even started on my pussy. It night of sheer indulgent pleasure, Heather made no demands on me at all, and she didn’t want me to bring her off but just spent about an hour or more giving me orgasm after orgasm until I had to beg for mercy. The next day I woke 2 hours late, the alarm had been turned off and there was a note on the door that read
“Sam, I know you will never be all mine, but if last night means anything to you can we still be friends? Ps I need a head start to delete those files love Heather”
I laughed and turned the kettle on before firing up Outlook
“Heather, What files? How about another curry night next week, your turn to chose the movie,
Sammi”
I hope I haven’t offended you by confessing how Heather excited me, even after nearlys I haven’t got my head sorted yet. I like men, I really love the feeling that I get as a cock swells in my hands or fills my pussy up and no dildo ever feels the same but given a choice between a selfish man and Heather’s love I would choose Heather any time.
Do you still love me?
Scared Sam
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