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December 2014, LondonHaving saved the day’s work on the computer, I clicked shut down and waited for the windows to log off. It was late in the evening, and I wanted to return to my apartment. The Windows update running as the computer logged off got on my nerves. ’67 68, 69… and its fucking stuck at 69!’ I took out the phone from my pocket and began to browse through the emails. Thirty-one unread emails from Mary were piling up. I could have blocked her, but no. I somehow derived pleasure from watching her desperately seeking out for me. ‘I’m done with you, bitch. No more. Just… no more.’ I put my phone down and stared at the computer screen, but my mind was elsewhere.For some reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about Mary. She was my crush, my first love, my girlfriend and my fiancé. But all that had come to a halt. When I got the news of her pregnancy from her lover, my world was shattered! The lady I loved, was carrying her lover’s child.I was brought into reality by the sound of high heels clicking on the marble tiles. I turned behind to see Emily walking towards me. I knew she would come and ask me the same question and I would reply to her the same answer.“Hey! Why are you still here? You are turning out to be a workaholic, day by day.”I stood up, put my files in the bag, switched off the computer, unplugged the cable and covered monitor. “I’m almost finished. How come you stayed back soo late?”Emily sat on the edge of my desk, her hand folded, looking at me as I got ready to leave. “Had to take care of some few things for tomorrow’s party. I won’t ask you again but if you want to join, feel free. If you don’t, you’re at loss. It’s Christmas! Drinks and food, Chicks and booze! What more do you want?”I sighed. “Thank you very much, but I got work to do.”“What work? Watch porn and jerkoff in the small apartment of yours? Quite a job!”“Yes. Solo masturbation party! Feel free to join in.”Emily chuckled. “You know Steve, you are funny. But on a serious note, it would be great if you join us tomorrow.”“I will think about it. But for now, could you please drop me back to my apartment?”“Sure. And if your room was tidy, I would have invited myself in.”We both laughed as we left the room.Emily is one of those ladies who always sought attention. She is slim built, smallish 34 B cup breast with brown hair and blue eyes. She stands at five-feet-seven inch tall. What puzzled me the most was, despite her busy schedule, she somehow managed to keep her body slim and trim.During the time Mary and I were together, I was oblivious of Emelie’s beauty. I was so intoxicated by Mary that, I had not paid any attention to the people around me; at least not to the ladies who had been hitting on me. Having broken up with Mary, I was now free to date or fuck anyone I wanted.~~~~~~The following day, after a lot of persuasions from Emily, I joined my co-workers for the evening celebration. It was the last day at work before we closed for the Christmas break. Just as Emily Ankara bayan escort informed, there was food, drink, music, and people. The work block was decorated in such a way that, it could be mistaken for a community hall. Even though I had contributed to the food and drinks, I was in no mood to join the gang, yet I was there.I took a seat in the corner of the room, away from the booming speakers and began to browse through my phone. Some of my co-workers noticed me and pulled me on the dance floor. I was horrible at dancing but somehow, I managed to avoid making a fool by aping the move of those around me.Having pleased the audience, I went back to my seat and began to scan the room for someone familiar. Emily was nowhere to be seen. I had hoped that she would be there and after all, I was there because she wanted me to. Having failed to spot her in the crowd, I got up and went to the drink counter to serve myself a beer.I grabbed a beer bottle and opened it with the help of an opener. As I took a sip from the beer, I was greeted by a familiar voice.“Care to open a beer for the lady?”“Emily!” I said as I turned around. I was genuinely glad to see her.Emily was wearing a red dress and her high heel shoes, due to which she appeared taller than usual. She had straightened her hair and the red lipsticks appeared to be quite seductive.Emily, noticing the happy tone, remarked, “Someone did miss me.”I opened the beer bottle and handed it over to her. “Nah. I am just happy to see you here. After all, it was you who forced me to come here.”Emily sipped her beer and said, “Yes, I did. You had any plans for tonight?”Leaning on the table, resting my left arm, I sipped the beer. I had no plans on my mind so I remained silent.“Steve? You seem to have sobered down a lot, ever since you came back alone. Mary has moved on, and you must do the same. Are you still in touch with her?”“No.” I sipped my beer and continued, “I am trying my level best to get her out of my mind. It’s not easy…”“No one said it would be easy. You have to get used to the fact that she doesn’t like you anymore.”I was carefully listening to the words of Emily, which made me think of Mary. Mary never told me that she didn’t like me. Things were going on well between us until the day when I was revealed that she was pregnant with her ex-boyfriend’s child. If I were to ignore the fact that she was pregnant, I could not stop loving her. Having promised me that she was serious about our relationship, she had been making visible effort to settle down with me. But unfortunately, fate had some other plan for us.I sipped my beer and looked at the people dancing. The DJ had moved on to play some soft tracks which invited people to dance as couples.“Take me to your heart! That’s is my favourite song. Come, let’s dance,” Emily said.Before I could say anything, Emily grabbed my hand and pulled me on the dance floor. She guided my hands to her waist while hers, Escort bayan Ankara around my neck. We began to rock from side to side, keeping to the beat. I suddenly realized that Emily had worn a bareback dress and so my fingers were touching her skin.“Have you never danced with a lady before?” she asked. The look in her eyes confirmed that she was aware of my nervousness.“I have, but not with a professional like you.” I looked into her blue eyes which were locked to mine and said, “You look beautiful.”My words had an immediate impact on Emily, as it made her blush. She looked away for a while and her efforts to hide her smile was visible.“Thank you! It means a lot when it comes from you.”We danced to the rhythm for a couple of tracks and finally took a break. We felt that it would be better if we interacted with the other colleagues and if time permits, dance again later. I was bubbling with excitement and I reached a strong conclusion that there was a potential in our work relationship.When we all decided to windup the party, I was informed that Emily was feeling tipsy. When I approached her, she was in no mood to walk. I decided to drop her back to her place and take a cab back to my apartment.Throughout the drive, I was wrestling in my mind, whether I should take her to her room or if I should just let her manage on her own and drop her outside her building. I looked at her for a second and noticed that she was fast asleep. Her cleavage was visible and that was turning me on. I finally made up my mind to drop her at her door and leave her to manage on her own.When we reached the destination, I tried to wake Emily up, but the effort put in bore no fruits. Pushing aside my feeling, I decided to take her up to her room. I lifted her in my arms and made my way to the wooden door. To my luck, nobody in the building noticed us, which put me at ease. Reluctantly, I began to fish through her bag to search for the keys of her apartment. Upon finding it, I put it in the keyhole, twisted the doorknob and opened the door.I made my way into the room and headed straight to the bedroom. I placed her on the bed, removed her shoes and pulled up the sheets over her. Having switched the lights off, I headed towards the door.“You are such a gentleman. Won’t you wait for your reward?”I stopped dead in my tracks. It was a female voice, but not Emily’s. The lights were turned on and I turned around to see a female figure in her bathrobe, wiping her hair. ‘How the fuck had I not noticed her?’“Sorry, I thought Emily was living alone…”“She is my girlfriend. We have been living together for two years,” she said confidently.“She was a bit drunk so decided to drop her home,” I replied nervously.“Drunk? You are mistaken. Emily has a high tolerance for alcohol, but I appreciate the gesture. Are you, Steve?”“Yes, I am. I work…”“Yes, I know who you are, “She said interrupting me. She turned to the bed, where Emily was sleeping Bayan escort Ankara and said, “Is this the guy?”I was shocked to see Emily rising from the bed with a smile on her face. After staring at her for quite some time, I realised that It was not a friendly smile but a mischievous grin.“He sure is a gentleman. I thought he would take advantage of me, but no! He didn’t,” Emily said.My mind was confused as I tried to make sense of what was happening in the room. “Emily! I thought you were drunk,” I said.There was no response from Emily. She made her way towards the lady in a bathrobe, wrapped her arms around her and kissed her. The kiss they shared, was sensual, passionate and erotic to look at.“I… I think I’ll leave you two for now. Goodnight and Merry Christmas in advance,” I said trying to look away from the two beauty goddesses.“Steve! Wait,” Emily said. “Wait and listen. I want you to stay. Natasha and I have been wanting to try something out. I am sorry if I didn’t inform you about this.”Emily ran her hand through her hair as she came and stood in front of me. Standing inches away from my face, I could literary hear her breathing.“I am sorry, Steve. I am sorry for hiding these things from you, but I am gay. Natasha is my love and we have decided to spend the rest of our lives together.”My heart sank. Ever since I came back to London and began working, I was drawn towards Emily. I thought we had some potential in our relationship; Potential to turn our friendship into something more. But after listening to her words, I lost hope.“I am happy for you. Yes! I truly am. I mean, I won’t lie by saying that I have no feelings for you… but it’s nothing serious. Anyways, I will leave you two alone. I better get back to my apartment.”“She has not finished speaking! Let her finish,” Natasha barked. Looking at Emily, she said, “Babe, should I tell him or…”“No. I will.” Looking at me, Emily continued, “Natasha and I have been thinking of trying out something… to spice things up. It’s not that our sex life sucks, but a little adventure is always good.”“I am not sure what you mean,” I said.Emily looked at me in the eyes and cupping my face, kissed me. It was a short kiss but it told me more than the words she had spoken.“We want a threesome!” Natasha said as she took off her bathrobe, revealing her perfect body.Things were moving too quickly. I began to wonder if this was all a part of their plan; Emily being friendly, her special attention towards me, her persistence on me being present for the party, her being drunk and finally sleeping soundly in the car which forced me to carry her to her room.“Did you plan this?” I asked.“Steve, please. We want to try this. It means a lot for the two of us if…”Before Emily could finish speaking, Natasha said, “Babe, get naked. Words won’t convince him. I am hoping to suck a cock and get fucked by one.”Natasha’s raw words were having an impact on me. I was getting aroused. I looked at Emily who was looking back at me, hoping that I would reply positively.Without breaking our eye contact, I began to unbutton my shirt. A smile grew on her face and cupping my face, kissed me again. At this point, my rational side of the brain stopped functioning and my animalistic nature took control of me. I grabbed her hair and kissed her back.
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