During a time I was working at a call center. One day I was planning with two colleagues to go to the cinema since our days off coincided that week, M…, who was sitting near us, joined us to leave together, which didn't please the other girls and I have to say it didn't please me much either. M… wasn't exactly the most popular colleague among us, not for anything in particular, but since she arrived at work she hadn't fallen into favor, her conversation topics always dealt with heart topics or TV shows like Big Brother and similar and was a bit annoying when someone paid attention to her. Her clothing, somewhat striking, didn't contribute either. It can't be said that she was a bad girl or colleague, simply she didn't get along and that's it. I was one of the few colleagues who treated her like any other colleague when she asked for help at work.
The day in question the other two colleagues didn't show up to the meeting with excuses I already knew weren't true and even if I wasn't really interested in seeing that movie I would have invented some excuse not to go. So only M… and I showed up. As we arrived just on time, a little after entering the hall, the movie started and during that time we barely spoke to each other, although she occasionally made comments in some scenes that bothered me to follow the story at some point.
When leaving, I commented that I intended to get home soon to do some things, she insisted on taking something together, as it was really early to go home so I agreed. I proposed going to a nearby café but she said she had prepared a cake for us all to have after leaving the cinema, so under her insistence and not wanting to be rude I couldn't refuse going to her house to try that cake, warning that I would only stay for a moment. The truth is that nothing appealed to me and I didn't feel very comfortable being alone with her
She lived with another common companion who was working that afternoon, so there was no one at home at that moment. She took out the cake, we sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, which we didn't pay much attention to because we started talking about trivial work things while eating.
At one point, she noticed I had gotten chocolate on my face, grabbed a napkin intending to wipe it off. Wanting to avoid her action of approaching me, I leaned back, causing her to fall onto me unintentionally.
We laughed at our clumsiness since the situation was really funny. But neither of us got up from where we were. After finishing laughing, she was still on top of me and my hand had stayed on her waist because I had instinctively grabbed her to avoid falling off the sofa. We looked at each other as if we didn't know how to get out of that situation that was starting to be ridiculous.
Not finding it uncomfortable, I found her body on mine pleasant, her chest having come close to my face, allowing me to contemplate a generous cleavage and the movements caused by her laughter making me feel her breathing and heartbeat. I started enjoying the situation. Wanting to make a small joke, I dared to give her a light kiss that barely touched her lips. She looked at me with her silly smile but didn't do anything to reject my action. I kissed her again, this time with more determination. I noticed she was responding to my kiss. We started kissing for a long time. My hand had already gone down to her waist and started touching her butt delicately without hiding it, and neither did she show any rejection.
I was starting to get as excited as surprised. It was the first time I had done something like that with someone I didn't feel any special affection for and who wasn't even attractive to me at least until then. M... was a normal girl, not standing out physically among the other companions. She would be it's unfair to say she was chubby but she wasn't thin. We were still on the sofa. My hands started getting under her shirt and I began touching her abundant breasts without her doing anything to stop me from fondling them already shamelessly. We kept kissing for a good while, stopping at some point to laugh as if it were a game, then going back to joining our lips and tongues again. I took off her shirt, leaving her bra visible, and let her help me take off mine, my hands still caressing her breasts which was my focal point at that moment. They were big breasts, slightly droopy for being young, but that didn't matter to me. It seemed like she liked it when I didn't stop touching them. We kept going for a good while. Incredible! I was giving her a proper fondling and this girl who barely knew me wasn't stopping from offering me her stupid smile, letting me do whatever I wanted and taking advantage of the situation without consideration, even though she didn't particularly like me, she wasn't putting up any resistance. In a moment, I stopped kissing her and asked if we could go to another place where we'd be more comfortable than on the sofa, and she said we could go to her room. We got up and went there. We took off the bedspread and lay down on the bed. Without hardly separating, we started taking off each other's pants and the rest of our clothes. We kept kissing and our hands and lips were exploring each other's bodies. I don't think at that moment I was even capable of thinking about anything else but her naked. It wasn't a perfect body, but in that moment it was all mine. Excited as I was, I barely delayed putting my penis inside her, initially still slowly with fear she might stop me at any moment, but then I started doing it with stronger and stronger thrusts without any consideration toward her, to those who responded with some synchronized gasps muffled more and more loudly. I only thought that I was literally throwing myself at an aunt I wasn't in love with, who even seemed a bit stupid to me, with whom I barely had any relationship beyond the laboral one, and she let herself be done without any opposition. Although it was something quick, no doubt it was a good screw, of the kind that leaves both exhausted and without strength for a while. When I finished, I lay down beside her on the bed, she turned over onto me with her silly smile. I rested for a few minutes during which we barely exchanged any words. I said I had to leave so as not to be late for my return, although she asked me to stay a little longer until I got dressed and I left.
I thought that afternoon when it seemed like the plans had gone wrong had ended in the least imagined way. Later on, I had certain remorse about what had happened and my behavior towards her, since I barely thought of her at that moment, besides which we had done it without protection, as how could I have imagined that the day could turn out so.
When two days later we went back to work, the rest of the colleagues were laughing at me, asking me what had happened after going to the movies alone with M... Of course, I limited myself to saying that after the movie we had taken something together without more details or mentioning where and that I had gone home early. That was already enough reason for jokes that I had to put up with for a few days due to the situation of the girl with the rest of the colleagues.
I was avoiding M... that afternoon at work, I didn't dare approach her because I didn't know what to say to her. During the break in the cafeteria she came over to me and asked how I was doing, I told her I was fine, without more. She commented that she had a good time that evening and that we could get together to go out some other day. She explained that she hadn't made any friends since working at the center, not even with her roommate and that I was one of the Few who had shown me friendly behavior from the beginning. I told him that I had enjoyed going to the cinema with her the previous evening, which wasn't entirely true, and that I was very surprised at how the evening had ended, expressing that what happened wasn't my intention towards her. He said not to excuse myself or worry, that it had happened spontaneously and naturally and that it had been good.
More days went by when we went out together, almost always coinciding with our free days, seeking on my part to repeat the experience. We would stay to see a movie or at some café or similar and when we parted ways at her house door I tried to provoke a kiss that would invite me to come upstairs which succeeded most of the time for us to get back together again. I can assure you that no one even suspected what was really happening between us. I had to put up with some gossip if someone saw us cross paths at work and say something extra to her, but I'm sure they wouldn't have believed me if I had told them.
Although our relationship doesn't go beyond a certain level of friendship, even after several years since I left that place where she still remains as unpopular as then, we still call each other with the excuse of congratulating ourselves on birthdays or year-end holidays, staying for dinner to celebrate and ending up in bed.
The day in question the other two colleagues didn't show up to the meeting with excuses I already knew weren't true and even if I wasn't really interested in seeing that movie I would have invented some excuse not to go. So only M… and I showed up. As we arrived just on time, a little after entering the hall, the movie started and during that time we barely spoke to each other, although she occasionally made comments in some scenes that bothered me to follow the story at some point.
When leaving, I commented that I intended to get home soon to do some things, she insisted on taking something together, as it was really early to go home so I agreed. I proposed going to a nearby café but she said she had prepared a cake for us all to have after leaving the cinema, so under her insistence and not wanting to be rude I couldn't refuse going to her house to try that cake, warning that I would only stay for a moment. The truth is that nothing appealed to me and I didn't feel very comfortable being alone with her
She lived with another common companion who was working that afternoon, so there was no one at home at that moment. She took out the cake, we sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, which we didn't pay much attention to because we started talking about trivial work things while eating.
At one point, she noticed I had gotten chocolate on my face, grabbed a napkin intending to wipe it off. Wanting to avoid her action of approaching me, I leaned back, causing her to fall onto me unintentionally.
We laughed at our clumsiness since the situation was really funny. But neither of us got up from where we were. After finishing laughing, she was still on top of me and my hand had stayed on her waist because I had instinctively grabbed her to avoid falling off the sofa. We looked at each other as if we didn't know how to get out of that situation that was starting to be ridiculous.
Not finding it uncomfortable, I found her body on mine pleasant, her chest having come close to my face, allowing me to contemplate a generous cleavage and the movements caused by her laughter making me feel her breathing and heartbeat. I started enjoying the situation. Wanting to make a small joke, I dared to give her a light kiss that barely touched her lips. She looked at me with her silly smile but didn't do anything to reject my action. I kissed her again, this time with more determination. I noticed she was responding to my kiss. We started kissing for a long time. My hand had already gone down to her waist and started touching her butt delicately without hiding it, and neither did she show any rejection.
I was starting to get as excited as surprised. It was the first time I had done something like that with someone I didn't feel any special affection for and who wasn't even attractive to me at least until then. M... was a normal girl, not standing out physically among the other companions. She would be it's unfair to say she was chubby but she wasn't thin. We were still on the sofa. My hands started getting under her shirt and I began touching her abundant breasts without her doing anything to stop me from fondling them already shamelessly. We kept kissing for a good while, stopping at some point to laugh as if it were a game, then going back to joining our lips and tongues again. I took off her shirt, leaving her bra visible, and let her help me take off mine, my hands still caressing her breasts which was my focal point at that moment. They were big breasts, slightly droopy for being young, but that didn't matter to me. It seemed like she liked it when I didn't stop touching them. We kept going for a good while. Incredible! I was giving her a proper fondling and this girl who barely knew me wasn't stopping from offering me her stupid smile, letting me do whatever I wanted and taking advantage of the situation without consideration, even though she didn't particularly like me, she wasn't putting up any resistance. In a moment, I stopped kissing her and asked if we could go to another place where we'd be more comfortable than on the sofa, and she said we could go to her room. We got up and went there. We took off the bedspread and lay down on the bed. Without hardly separating, we started taking off each other's pants and the rest of our clothes. We kept kissing and our hands and lips were exploring each other's bodies. I don't think at that moment I was even capable of thinking about anything else but her naked. It wasn't a perfect body, but in that moment it was all mine. Excited as I was, I barely delayed putting my penis inside her, initially still slowly with fear she might stop me at any moment, but then I started doing it with stronger and stronger thrusts without any consideration toward her, to those who responded with some synchronized gasps muffled more and more loudly. I only thought that I was literally throwing myself at an aunt I wasn't in love with, who even seemed a bit stupid to me, with whom I barely had any relationship beyond the laboral one, and she let herself be done without any opposition. Although it was something quick, no doubt it was a good screw, of the kind that leaves both exhausted and without strength for a while. When I finished, I lay down beside her on the bed, she turned over onto me with her silly smile. I rested for a few minutes during which we barely exchanged any words. I said I had to leave so as not to be late for my return, although she asked me to stay a little longer until I got dressed and I left.
I thought that afternoon when it seemed like the plans had gone wrong had ended in the least imagined way. Later on, I had certain remorse about what had happened and my behavior towards her, since I barely thought of her at that moment, besides which we had done it without protection, as how could I have imagined that the day could turn out so.
When two days later we went back to work, the rest of the colleagues were laughing at me, asking me what had happened after going to the movies alone with M... Of course, I limited myself to saying that after the movie we had taken something together without more details or mentioning where and that I had gone home early. That was already enough reason for jokes that I had to put up with for a few days due to the situation of the girl with the rest of the colleagues.
I was avoiding M... that afternoon at work, I didn't dare approach her because I didn't know what to say to her. During the break in the cafeteria she came over to me and asked how I was doing, I told her I was fine, without more. She commented that she had a good time that evening and that we could get together to go out some other day. She explained that she hadn't made any friends since working at the center, not even with her roommate and that I was one of the Few who had shown me friendly behavior from the beginning. I told him that I had enjoyed going to the cinema with her the previous evening, which wasn't entirely true, and that I was very surprised at how the evening had ended, expressing that what happened wasn't my intention towards her. He said not to excuse myself or worry, that it had happened spontaneously and naturally and that it had been good.
More days went by when we went out together, almost always coinciding with our free days, seeking on my part to repeat the experience. We would stay to see a movie or at some café or similar and when we parted ways at her house door I tried to provoke a kiss that would invite me to come upstairs which succeeded most of the time for us to get back together again. I can assure you that no one even suspected what was really happening between us. I had to put up with some gossip if someone saw us cross paths at work and say something extra to her, but I'm sure they wouldn't have believed me if I had told them.
Although our relationship doesn't go beyond a certain level of friendship, even after several years since I left that place where she still remains as unpopular as then, we still call each other with the excuse of congratulating ourselves on birthdays or year-end holidays, staying for dinner to celebrate and ending up in bed.
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