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It was some three years ago that I first met Helen. She was the receptionist at an organisation that I had applied to for a career move. I was attending an interview and was greeted by Helen. Inevitably, when attending an interview, you tend to be nervous and a little stressed. I certainly was and Helen must have recognized this. During the ten minutes or so that I waited to be called into the interview, she chatted away and completely put me at ease. I would much sooner have stayed talking to Helen than going into the interview but eventually, I was called in and Helen wished me good luck as I left her. Helen wasn’t on reception when I came out of the interview and I left without being able to say cheerio. On the way home I thought of Helen a lot and was just hoping that I would be offered a job so that I could see her again. I even thought that if I was not given a job then I would phone her and ask her out on a date. Fortunately, however, I was offered a post and gladly accepted, happily looking forward to meeting Helen again and becoming a work buddy.I am by nature a little shy and reserved and so on beginning my new job I didn’t do what my instincts told me to do. That is, I didn’t invite Helen out on a date. I concentrated on learning my new job and familiarizing myself with the new building, my new colleagues, and the culture of the organisation. I did, however, make sure I passed through reception as often as I could so that I was able to see Helen and chat with her to get to know her better.Helen was not beautiful in the classic sense but she was attractive and had a nice figure. She was only small, standing about five feet tall. She was still in her twenties and single. I was disappointed to learn that she had a regular, long-term, boyfriend. I was made aware of this fact when I overheard a conversation she was having with a female colleague. They were discussing their sex lives and Helen was boasting that her boyfriend’s penis was 8-inches bahis siteleri long and that they enjoyed a very active sex life. I was pretty sure that they were aware that I was within earshot and wondered whether they were deliberately teasing me in a playful manner and trying to make me blush. Whatever, it was true that Helen had a long-term boyfriend and that she was faithful to him. This meant that my chances of dating Helen were very remote, if not impossible. For the next two years, I fantasized over her but managed no more than a kiss a Christmas time.All this changed when a colleague resigned to move to another job and a leaving do was arranged. It was to be held in an Italian restaurant one Friday night. The colleague was popular and most of us turned up for the meal, some twenty or so people.We sat at a long table; ten down each side and I noticed that Helen was at the end. Spotting a space at the side of her I went and asked if she minded me taking this seat. She readily agreed and we immediately got into conversation. We laughed and joked throughout the meal whilst she steadily drank wine. I was driving so didn’t drink much alcohol. During the night she told me that she had in fact finished with her boyfriend some six months previous and that she was not in any relationship.When we had finished eating we all still sat around talking and drinking. At one point I put my arm around Helen and found that I could feel the side of her breast. I tentatively squeezed gently and she didn’t object. After a little more exploration with my fingers, she positively seemed to be enjoying it and moved a little closer to me so that our thighs were against each other and I could feel the pleasurable heat that she gave off. Her breasts were soft and malleable and fondling the side was indeed pleasurable. After a while I decided to be a bit more daring and taking my arm from around her I placed my hand on her thigh under the table. Whilst I still wanted canlı bahis siteleri to feel her breasts I was enjoying stroking her thigh just as much, if not more. At this point, we seemed to be in a world of our own and totally ignored the others who were happily conversing among themselves. We squeezed together even closer and my hand was moving up her thigh ever nearer to its objective. Helen was wearing a very small mini skirt so it was easy to stroke the inside of her thigh. It felt wonderful but I could not get to her vagina because of the tights that she wore. She was as eager as I was and so I whispered that she should go to the toilet and take off her tights. After a bit of giggling, she excused herself to go to the toilet. I couldn’t wait for her to come back. Would she have dared to take them off? Would my passage to her cunt be unhindered? She seemed to have been gone for ages but eventually returned and sat very close to me. I did not dare dive straight in but rather put my arm around her to feel her soft rounded breast again. After a little while, she asked in a husky whisper whether she had removed her tights for nothing. I needed no further invitation. My arm moved slowly from around her waist and down under the table and my fingers felt the delicious warm skin of her inner thigh. As I gently stroked her leg, moving gradually to the top my own pants were damp with my pre-cum, she slowly opened her legs wider as I got higher up her leg. Suddenly my fingers were there and I felt the dampness of her panties which she had left on. She later told me that she had left her panties on for modesty since her skirt was so short. I didn’t mind since my fingers could still access her cunt and I felt the softness of her pubic hairs – unshaven by the feel of it. She cautiously wriggled her bottom forward a little while leaning back to give me better access to her cunt. I probed for her clitoris and on finding it gently massaged it between my canlı bahis finger and thumb. Helen was having to bite on her tongue to stop her crying out and she struggled to avoid moving too much in order not to draw too much attention to us. I could feel her juices on my fingers and wanted sorely to taste her and let her taste my fingers. She was getting really wet by now and I managed to insert two fingers in her cunt. This seemed to send a tremor through her but she fought to make it not too obvious. Her cunt was deliciously warm and receptive and I would have given anything to bury my head between her legs to taste her juices. While we were both enjoying this and in the land of Utopia, we knew that it was not enough. We needed some privacy to continue our intimacy. Whilst still fondling her cunt we discussed going home together. Helen had her own home but had been brought to the restaurant by another couple and they had said that they would take her back to make sure she got back safely. She gave me her address and said that I should go to her home and wait until she had been dropped off. Things were getting a little hot by now and it was increasingly more difficult to contain ourselves in public. I gave her, by now, sopping wet cunt one final stroke and brought my fingers to my mouth to lick. Fortunately, at this point, people started to leave and so we parted to seemingly go our separate ways, but in the knowledge that we would be together shortly to continue our sexual promiscuity with complete abandonment. I felt sure that somebody must have caught on to what we had been up to, but if they had, they didn’t say anything.I was the first to arrive at Helen’s house and parked a few houses away to await her. She followed minutes later and her companions saw her safely to the door bidding her goodnight. I had to duck down across the front seat of my car to avoid being seen in the headlights of the other car. I then drove the short distance to Helen’s door, parked, and knocked on the door. She must have been waiting at the other side of the door because I was whisked in without any wait. We embraced and kissed. A deep, long, kiss that we had been building up to all night.

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