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PhilippaI was pleased that Millington decided to employ Carlton because he was right when he said that I had the hots for him. I admit I’m also excited that he may have the hots for me too.In fact, I was so excited that, as soon as I got home from work, I ran a hot bath and played with myself thinking of Carlton fucking me hard in the office lift. Of course, I came quickly and continued to do so, time after time, until I felt mildly, sexually sated.Probably I will never get to fuck him because Millington will be watching me like a hawk. He can be the jealous type on occasions. Still, the thought of Carlton walking around the office is certainly going to bring a fission of excitement.After my bath, I dried and got ready for my regular Monday evening out with my friend Faye. We always go down the same route, The Crofters, Sergeant Peppers and end up in the large new pub in the town centre. I always forget its name because by the time we get there I’m pissed.I put on faded jeans and a white vest top that showed off my spray tan. I teamed it with a chunky silver necklace, a matching bracelet, and a large dress ring that Millington bought me for Christmas. Spraying perfume, I wonder if Faye is feeling as horny as I am.She’s my best friend and we share everything. No subject is off limits and I’m really looking forward to telling her about Carlton. I must stop myself from imagining myself and Faye in bed with him, or I’ll never leave the house, will I? FayeI suppose you could say I’m a little in love with Philippa. I think a lot of girls are in love with their best friend, don’t you? I guess those feelings were stoked to the surface the night we had a little too much to drink and ended up in bed together.Philippa had invited Paul around. He was her latest fuck buddy and I didn’t like him on sight. I thought he was a bit of a creep and not Philippa’s usual type. She likes the more mature guy and he must be over six feet tall.Paul was about twenty-two, under six feet and, although good looking, he lacked charm and charisma. As the three of us became more and more pissed, Philippa did the usual, asking Paul to kiss me. She does this with every guy she’s seeing. It really turns her on, although I haven’t been privy to kissing Millington Chase yet. She’s keeping him all to herself.Kissing Paul wasn’t that horrific. To be fair to him, it wasn’t bad at all. I’d say a seven out of ten. When we’d finished kissing he turned to Philippa and shot her this huge grin that suddenly made him quite attractive somehow. Then again, I was through a bottle of Jack Daniels.‘You two kiss now,’ Paul raised his eyebrows at Philippa.Philippa lifted her eyebrows back at him, as if he had just thrown down a massive etlik escort gauntlet on the living room floor. She leaned across the settee and kissed me on the lips. They tasted sweet and soft and, although I had kissed women before, somehow this felt more daring. She was my best friend after all.I figured that Paul was enjoying watching us from the chair opposite as I glimpsed his hand moving to his crotch. I gasped when Philippa’s tongue entered my mouth and encircled mine. She slipped a hand under my top and fondled my breasts. Suddenly, she stopped and turned to Paul.‘I think it’s time for you to leave, Paul,’ Philippa said, her voice full of authority.I watched Paul’s face drop in disappointment. ‘I thought you were inviting me to stay?’Philippa shook her head, ‘You know what thought did. It’s time for you to go because I want to continue with Faye upstairs. We have some self-discovery to do.’I was shocked. Philippa had never hinted that she fancied girls. Of course, I guessed alcohol had a lot to do with it so I felt compelled to go along with her plan. The whole situation was thrilling and horny.After Philippa had thrown Paul out of her apartment in a rather abrupt manner, she led me upstairs to her bedroom. It smelt of fresh paint and paste because she had just decorated it. She shut the door behind her and stumbled slightly as she flicked on her bedside lamp. A soft, slightly pink hue covered the room as she started to undress.‘You undress, too,’ she said. ‘I want to watch you.’I slipped down my jeans, stepping out of them and praying I would keep my balance. The drink I’d consumed was pumping through my veins and pulsating in my head. I took off my t-shirt as I watched Philippa undo her bra and release her plump firm tits.Her nipples piqued in the cool air and, as I took off my knickers, I felt my pussy getting wet and excited. I too unclipped my bra. I was imagining Philippa’s fingers caressing me and I was glad that I’d shaved my pussy the previous night. It was as clean and smooth as a plum.I watched Philippa peel off her white knickers. They seemed almost fluorescent against her tanned and toned body.‘Get on the bed,’ she whispered, her eyes full of hunger, a horny look I’d seen so many times over the years when she told me about her latest sexual conquest. I lay on the bed, suddenly self-conscious about my naked form.I’d never been in bed with a woman and, as Philippa lay on me, I wondered how many times she’d done this. There has always been an insecure side to my nature that I hated but, when Philippa kissed me, my inhibitions melted like marshmallows in a cup of hot chocolate. My insides burned as she kissed me, her tongue finding keçiören escort mine, playing delicately at first and becoming more urgent while her fingers explored my pussy, rubbing my clit and making me wet before slipping inside.My gasps filled the bedroom as she worked her magic with an expertise that suggested she’d done this many times. Her lips moved down my neck and I shivered as she licked a trail down my throat and chest to my breasts. Her tongue encircled my nipples and her fingers probed faster and deeper inside me with every suck of my buds.Suddenly I was overcome by a strong desire to pee as Philippa continued down my stomach to my pussy. Kneeling, her spine erects, Philippa’s face suddenly developed an earnest look: she was a girl on a mission as her fingers fucked me faster and faster. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it any more, I felt waves building inside me and hot juices flowed from me, spouting like a fountain, flying into the air before sprinkling all over my stomach.‘Oh my God, that is gorgeous,’ Philippa groaned before leaning down and covering my pussy with her mouth. Her tongue probed deep before she expertly licked the juices from my outer lips and stomach.Philippa lay on me. ‘Lick your come off my face,’ she whispered, grinding her pussy against mine. As I did as she requested, she pressed harder and harder against me, her pussy stimulating my clit, and I built toward another climax.She gripped my hair, her movements gained momentum, and her moans got louder and louder as she also headed for an orgasm. ‘I’m going to come,’ she shouted, pulling on my hair. ‘Let’s come together.’I came with great intensity, feeling as if my whole body had been possessed by some supernatural being, an enthusiastic, sexy supernatural being at that. That night we lay in each other’s arms and slept. For me, it had felt like the most natural thing in the world.When I awoke the next morning, Philippa had gone. I didn’t hear from her for a few days and all my texts were ignored. Then she rang to say her phone had been broken and should we do lunch?She’s never mentioned what happened between us. It has almost seemed like it didn’t happen at all. Of course, I’ve followed her lead by not broaching the subject but it doesn’t stop me secretly coveting her. However, she’s so hung up on the old guy Millington. I mean of course that’s up to her — but unrequited love is a bitch. PhilippaMillington was in the office when I arrived. He immediately picked up on the fact that I was hungover and gave me one of his disapproving glances before turning back to his computer screen.Sitting at my desk, I pulled out a packet of paracetamol from the top drawer kızılay escort and poured a cup of iced water from the cooler. The cold liquid soothed my parched throat and I drank another three cups to assuage my raging thirst.I’d had a great time last night with Faye. I told her about Carlton and she told me that threesomes were her thing, and winked. Of course, that piqued my interest because it was one of those knowing winks. The type that says, ‘I’ve got a secret and I’m not sure if I should tell’. Yes, one of those.‘Why are you winking at me like that?’ I’d asked. Curiosity had got the better of me. It always does.Faye shrugged her shoulders, ‘I’m just agreeing with you that a threesome with this Carlton guy sounds good. I’m into the whole interracial thing. You can get some fabulous porn these days.’‘No, you winked at me as if to say that you had a secret or something.’Faye grinned. ‘Moi? Keeping a secret from you?’‘Come on, don’t play games.’‘Okay, okay, don’t get your G-string in the proverbial twist.’‘Come on, don’t keep me in suspense.’I must add here that Faye is really beautiful. She’s the kind of girl that women hate. She’s petite but has the most amazing figure. Gorgeous breasts, a nipped in waist, and fabulous legs. She’s been likened to Cheryl Cole quite a few times.I’d probably hate her, too, if I didn’t know her as well as I do. She has a fantastic sense of humour. She’s loyal, kind, and always there for me no matter what. I know she doesn’t approve of Millington and, to be honest, that’s the only area of our friendship that has caused a little friction. She thinks I can do better and that Millington is way too old for me so I guess that’s why she’s liking the idea of my sleeping with Carlton.Damn, I like the idea of Carlton. It gives me a thrill to think that I could probably flirt with him and make Millington jealous. It’s always good to keep men on their toes and, as he seems reticent about us taking the next step in our relationship, I reckon that other men should be out there for my taking.‘I had a threesome a few weeks ago,’ Faye finally admitted. ‘Myself, my work friend Jamie Leigh and this guy called Gino. We picked him up in The Pineapple.’I felt my insides constrict at the mention of Jamie Leigh. There is no love lost between us — I hate her and she hates me. I’ve been in her company only a few times, mainly when it’s been Faye’s birthday, and she constantly vies for Faye’s attention. Plus, she has also made some pretty bitchy comments towards me. She’s average looking I suppose, then again, any woman looks average compared to Faye, including me.‘I wouldn’t have thought that would have been Jamie Leigh’s thing,’ I said, pouring more wine into my glass.‘Oh, she’s naughtier than you think. Don’t be fooled by her look of innocence.’‘I don’t think she looks innocent.’ Even I could hear the icy snap in my voice.Faye raised her eyebrows, ‘Okay, there’s no need to bite my head off.’‘Well, it was the way you said it… anyway, forget that.

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