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She was a couple years younger than I, but we worked together for a while now and I had gotten to know her a bit. She had a Type A personality but all the time managed to stay humble about it. She had a way of being in charge without actually being in your face about it, and that’s part of what drew me to her. Not to mention she had long blonde hair and these deep, penetrating, light blue eyes that I often couldn’t help but wonder what they would look like as they looked up at me while her mouth was wrapped around my cock. After a few years at the same job we ended up on the same shift and that’s when I really got to know her better. Oddly enough we had quite a bit in common, which surprised me since I all the time considered her to be way out of my league, but somehow I had gotten to this point and I wasn’t about to turn back now. From what I had gathered she was with another guy and things weren’t all that great. I decided it was probably best to stay friends and hope for something down the line. A few months went by, we stayed friends and got to know each other better until finally one day it happened. She confided in me that things weren’t all that great at home and was asking me for advice. I did the best I could to help until one day the opportunity presented itself.
A couple friends of mine were having a house party and I decided to invite her. About another week or so went by and I half expected her to bail but the day finally arrived, and sure enough she showed up alone.
When she arrived she txted me and I went out and greeted her. We hugged and walked in together. Everyone at the party was a friend of mine or an acquaintance of some sort so I was in charge of introductions. Everyone fell in love with her and she was instantly liked.
To be honest who couldn’t help fall in love with her. She was 5 foot 4 with blonde hair, blue eyes and just seemed to have a personality that just molded itself into any occasion. The party continued and the drinks flowed freely as the night went on. We hung out together and if we weren’t next to each other, one of us would steal an occasional look at the other. No matter what happened though we checked in on each other and made sure we were ok.
At one point we were slow dancing in the living room while everyone else partied in the back of the house. I held her close and I hoped to god that she couldn’t feel my raging hard on, but at the same time I didn’t care if she did. At least then she would really know how I felt about her and maybe I’d have a chance. Eventually the dancing turned to making out. It was obvious by this point that I had a raging hard on and I knew she could feel it cause she started to grind on me. In that moment, I couldn’t get enough of her. I had to get my fill while I had my chance.
There wasn’t a single part of her body I didn’t take an opportunity to touch and grab. I scrambled to discover her sweet spots in that little time I had. I figured this might be the only chance I would have to be with her and I wanted to leave an impression. We kept making out in the living room but I was seated on the edge of the couch now. I had picked her up and wrapped her legs around my waist before I moved to the couch. She sat on my lap and started to grind her pussy against me. By now my raging hard-on could definitely be felt though my jeans, and the constant pressure of my dick pressing up against the denim was killing me. I took my time when running my hands up and down her body.
I figured if I had a chance to be with her, this was it and I wanted to make it count for the both of us.
I unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing so I could get a better look at her tits. She was still wearing her bra but I was making headway and I was enjoying every minute so far. At one point she got up, took a step back and she started to dance a little in front of me. She moved to the music that was playing in the background and I couldn’t help but be hypnotized. She swayed her hips from side to side. The way her ass looked in the black yoga pants she was wearing and the way the unbuttoned flannel shirt hung off of her was definitely a sight to see and I couldn’t believe I was watching it first hand. The way she held her hair up and the little smile she kept did a good job of really getting me going and just wanting her more. I reached out to her, grabbed her by the shirt, pulled her back into me and we started making out again.
This time she started to expose her neck and I took it as an opportunity to kiss it. She moaned a little and I kept going knowing that she was enjoying it so far.
After a little while longer I wrapped one of my hands around her pretty little throat and squeezed. I took it easy at first because the last thing I wanted to do was turn her off but to my surprise she took my hand and squeezed it even harder. She spun around so she was still sitting on my lap, but facing away from me now. She leaned back into me and spread her legs. I kept one hand around her throat and kissed her while I used my free hand to work my way down between her legs and started to rub her pussy through her pants. She kept grinding back and forth all while increasing her tempo.
Eventually someone from the party walked into the living room and our time together was cut short.

NSFW: yes

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