The Flirt – A Heather Story – Part 3

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“So?” Kim asked, smiling. “How was it?””How was what?” I shook my head absently, finishing a term paper for my English & Literature class.The showroom was empty because of the weather. Rain definitely shuts our dealership down. Fortunately, my boss lets me use the time to do school work. I had a feeling my writing assignment was good enough to call it finished. I also had a feeling Kim was really expecting me to talk to her instead of just making pleasantries.”Come on, Heather,” Kim giggled. “I may not have an interest in men now, but I can tell when a girl has… taken that big leap.”Kim is a knockout. My dad is absolutely infatuated with her. He has made so many remarks about Kim, but I can tell he’s intimidated by how beautiful she is. And she isn’t at all like the masculine lesbians that come into our showroom. Her confidence and the flirty things she wears… nobody would suspect Kim’s sexual appetite didn’t include men.I felt my face go red. Normally, I do not get embarrassed easily. But Kim has a way of making me feel comfortable telling her anything, and at the same time, making me feel uncomfortable—wondering if she’s coming on to me. Not that I would mind. I’d be flattered. I’ve never been attracted to other girls or cared to experiment with my sexuality. I’d be bahis şirketleri more comfortable talking to one of the guys about sex, honestly. Not that I am put off by someone with same-sex attraction. I just don’t understand it. Quit tripping. Be nice. You can trust Kim completely, I reprimanded myself.”Oh,” I started, closing my notebook and giving Kim my full attention. “That,” I giggled.Kim nodded, urging me to continue.”Hmm,” I said, not really sure how to answer that question. Does Kim mean, how was it for me emotionally? Or did it hurt? Or how big was CJ’s cock? “It was… wonderful,” I told Kim. “What didn’t hurt was beautiful. Actually…even the hurt was kinda beautiful,” I added, giggling.”Awww, Sweetie!” Kim pulled me into a warm, quick hug. “You are such a treasure,” she said quietly. When she stepped back to look at me, Kim’s eyes were a bit misty. “I’m so happy for you. I dated boys for years, and I remember how it was my first time. Yes, the hurt IS kinda beautiful. Nicely said, Sweetie.””Can I ask you something personal?” I asked Kim, looking around to make sure we couldn’t be overheard.”Of course! Do you want to go to my office?”I nodded and followed Kim back to her office. I didn’t really know who else to talk to about the bloody mess I made in CJ’s bahis firmaları bed. It was embarrassing, but Kim’s sincerity eased my mind.”I bled… a lot,” I told Kim. “Is that normal?””Oh, Sweetheart,” she comforted. “It can be a lot sometimes. But you shouldn’t expect that again. Maybe a little spotting.””Well, I was actually expecting just a little spotting the first time. I didn’t know I would actually BLEED,” I admitted. “Was it that way with you?””Not my first time,” Kim told me. “But I had already popped my cherry with a vibrator,” she laughed, lightening the tone of our conversation.”Oh,” I giggled. “Are you still bleeding?””No. I mean, I don’t know. We only did it that one time. And I ruined his sheets. I don’t want that to happen again.””Well, have you masturbated since?” Kim asked, so nonchalantly. Am I REALLY going to tell someone, this woman, this LESBIAN woman, that I masturbate? My mind jumped through a hundred mental hurdles, and all I could do was turn red and try to keep my eyes from popping out of my head.”Relax,” Kim said, laughing. “We’re talking about sex. And everybody masturbates, so don’t think that’s a big, dirty secret.””Yes,” I admitted, exhaling hard. “I did last night.””And?””I don’t think I bled at all. But my fingers…” feeling so weird kaçak bahis siteleri about describing the actual self-gratification I performed. “I can’t get… that far in.””Well, where the blood comes from isn’t that far in, Sweetie. If you didn’t have any blood on your fingers, then I think you’re good.”I let out a huge sigh of relief and smiled.”Might just do it in the shower or something next time, if you’re worried about it, though,” Kim suggested.”Masturbate?” I asked, a bit confused.”Sex, silly!” Kim laughed. “Although, far be it from me to downplay the fun of rubbing one out in the shower!””Oh God!” I laughed. “Sorry. Stupid question.””Not at all,” Kim smiled. “Girls know how to touch down there… better than boys. But nobody’s ever gonna know your body like you do. Thanks for that mental image, though!” That made us both crack up.”Stop!” I said, laughing with a red face. “I don’t need you looking at me that way too. I get enough of it from Bryce and Harp!””Well… Don’t worry. I’m not like them. I’m smart enough to keep my thoughts to myself,” Kim joked.Oh my God! Was I flirting? Did I send some lesbian signal? If she already had thoughts of me… I just talked to her about masturbating! I am surrounded by a bunch of horny motherfuckers! I swear to God, if she doesn’t stop looking at me like th…. What the fuck? I just drenched my panties.”I better get back out there,” I said, a bit breathlessly, trying to keep my heart from pounding out of my chest. “Bryce’s thoughts almost got him fired.”

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