I had just broken up with my long-term girlfriend and Sarah had just broken up with her not-so-long term boyfriend. I’d known Sarah for years. We had a good chemistry in the office together and we laughed a lot, usually inappropriately. The more we got to know each other the closer, and flirtier, we got. We were work spouses. A few loaded jokes or lingering looks didn’t seem to move the needle much as we were both in relationships. It never looked like going beyond casual fun. Until, we both found ourselves single.
She had texted me earlier in the day asking how I was, but I didn’t see it until I got home from work. We’d barely seen each other that day, but I knew she was wearing her black skirt, stockings and the blue, striped button down that was probably a hair too small for her bust. I joked that I’d sue her if one of the buttons popped out and broke my glasses. Sarah was a short and curvy girl. We’d call her thick today. She had long curvy auburn hair that went down halfway too her back, and she always had impeccable makeup on. Full red lipstick, cat eye mascara, and colorful nail polish.
I responded and told her, truthfully, that I was fine, definitely through the worst of it and asked how she was holding up.
– Fine. A bit lonely
– Me too. I feel like I have all this energy but no where to put it. It’s weird
– You sound pent up! lol
– Maybe I am. lol”
– You should do something about it
– Love to, what do you have in mind?
– I don’t know, whatever guys do when they’re pent up. Jerk off to some tits or something.
– OMG! Sarah, I thought we were talking about heart-ache here, not self-administered hand jobs!
– lol. What if it wasn’t self-administered?
– uhhh…what?
– What if you had a helping hand? ; )
– What are you saying here?
– What do you think I’m saying?
– This feels like a trap. haha.
– No trap, a girls get pent up, too, ya know
– Can I call you?
– Yes
I set down the phone, my heart racing a bit. We had played and teased before, but never anything this intense. We’d shared a lot of intimate details with each other, usually wrapped in bad jokes, but this was something new.
My breath catching, I hit “call.” She picked up on the first ring.
“Hi!” She sounded giggly and a little out of breath even on that one syllable.
“Hey!” I sounded gruff, my voice an octave deeper than usual, trying to mask my excitement.
“Sooo, uh, do you want to come over? Maybe we can help each other feel less. Pent Up.” She pronounced the last words hard, deliberately. And then erupted into giggles.
“I think I would love to, if that’s a real offer.”
“Of course it’s a real offer!” She was still giggling
“Sarah, so help me, if you’re fucking with me right now…”
“I’m not, I really want you to come over,” her laughter was gone, “I’m serious.”
“Ok, shit, ok. Just let me find my keys. Will you keep talking to me on the drive?”
“Yes, but you’d better fucking hurry!”
That sent me scrambling, patting down my pockets for my wallet and eventually finding my keys on the table next to the door. I always put them on the table next to the door, but I was frazzled. I could already feel myself starting to stiffen a bit.
“Ok, I’ll hurry. I can’t believe we’re doing this!” Sarah lived about 15 minutes away from me. I’d dropped her off after the Christmas Party the year before, so I knew her apartment. Nothing had happened that night, just a long hug and a “Merry Christmas” as I’d walked her to her door.
“I can’t either,” she laughed, “but, honestly, I’ve been wanting to do it for a long time.”
“Shit! Me too!”
“I’ve liked you for awhile, you’re always so fun and sweet, aaaaannnnddd you’re pretty cute.”
“I love hanging out with you. You make me laugh so much and you are really beautiful and hot. And, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but this won’t be the first time we’ve been together in my brain.”
“Mmm. Tell me more,” a bit of a giggle, but a bit of a purr as well.
“I’ve definitely imagined us, together. I have thought a lot about what you look like when you cum. Fuck! It’s so weird to be saying this shit out loud.” I was in the car now, phone pressed to my ear, backing out of my space. My heart was pounding. This was the most bold I’d ever been.
“Mmmm it’s not weird to me. Do you want to find out tonight, what I sound like?”
“Yes.”
“Ok! That’ll be fun. I want to see you, too, and hear you.”
My erection, just budding moments ago, came to life at that.
“Fuck, Sarah, I cannot wait.”
“What are you going to do to me?”
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