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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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My girlfriend had called, saying we need to talk - a conversational gambit that never starts well.
She let me in, obviously just getting out of the shower, I couldn't help stare at the way her wet dark hair clung to her shoulders, the towel wrapped round her showing off her curvy figure in a most delightful way.
She led me through to the front room and without preamble 'I was out with Sarah last night, and, well something happened'
Sarah was a recent aquaintance of hers, a very friendly, flirty redheaded girl in her late 20's. I had more than a few naughty thoughts about her myself. She had the skinny tomboy type of figure that was the opposite to my girlfriend's curvy looks. Both were the kind of woman that would get a second glance, Sarah tight an wiry with small but incredibly pert breasts, my girlfriend, dark and sultry with exactly the right kind of curves.
'It wasn't intentional', my girlfriend looked me in the eye, a guilty look on her face. 'I had a bit too much to drink and one thing led to another'.
I had a sinking feeling, Sarah always bought out the flirty nature in my girlfriend - had things gone too far on their night out.
'Sarah had been flirting with these guys all night, but I promise nothing happened'. 'They wanted us to go home with them, but I bought Sarah home with me'
I was confused, was my girlfriend feeling guilty over a little harmless flirting on a girl night out.
'We got home and carried on drinking, Sarah was obviously feeling a little horny and our conversation got dirtier and dirtier'. 'That's when it happened, we kissed and one thing led to another'. 'We spent the night in bed, and I have to say it was amazing!'
I knew my girlfriend had the occasional fantasy about another woman but had never acted on it, as far as I knew. I was feeling both horny at the thought of the two of them together and betrayed.
'Thanks for letting me know', I laughed nervously, still processing.
My girlfriend stepped closer, placing her hand on my crotch over my jeans, 'I can see you're not totally angry at my confession,' she whispered in my ear. 'I've got another confession, she's still upstairs in my bed, and it was her idea that you come over to join us'.
My heart skipped a beat, and my trousers grew a little tighter |
