A little background story.
Me – I’m 24 years old. Female. Petite. Black hair that reaches my collar bone. I have a couple of tattoos. C cup tits with a pretty full ass.
Him – 24 years old. Pretty toned body. Charming face with a handsome smile. Average height. Always dressed in a suit. And has a girlfriend.
So, we met a year ago at work where I first started. Everything was pretty casual. Then one day, there was a little wink. A brush across the arm. A smile that lasted too long.
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After work, he invited me to dinner. I said yes of course. During dinner, he asked if I wanted to go over to his place to smoke some weed. By this time I was already pressing my thighs against one another. Thoughts were spinning in my head, not knowing to accept the invitation or not. He also asked me to stay the night.
After dinner, he asked me again, and I said yes. He instructed me to go home, shower myself clean and go over to his place.