1. Friday Afternoon


    Date: 6/22/2017, Categories: Lesbian Author: guiltee, Source: LushStories

    Can anyone please explain to me why a twenty four year old supposed heterosexual female would fall head over heels in love with a forty four year old married woman? It just doesn't make sense in any logical way, shape or form. I mean there was no compatibility on the face of it. I was an outgoing person always out doing something and she was married, home loving and liked baking. She, I say she, her name was Ann. Ann without the E as she used to say. Whilst we are on introductions I am Hayley, twenty four and single. I have a boyfriend as such but he's a bit wet and woolly so the less said about it him the better. It all started when we moved office. At the previous office we had worked in separate offices as we worked for different departments. I worked in marketing and Ann did the admin work for the sales office. We saw each other every day but it was generally nothing more than pleasantries. So it was on the 28 April we were thrown together so to speak. My boss was fuming, and had been for two months, since he knew we would all being moved together into an open plan environment. Mind he was over sixty and always seemed to hate change, any little thing that altered the status quo was a bad move in his eyes. Me, I was quite happy about it. Well I had been cooped up with him in an office since I joined nearly two years ago. He wasn't a horrible person; it was just that it would be nice to talk to other people without having to wander around the building. So on the morning ...
    ... of the move I found myself opposite Ann, my boss to the left and a spare desk to the right. It was cosy once we'd all spent a couple of days emptying crates, moving things about and getting settled in. My boss moaned for those couple of days but hey what's new. Ann bought in some homemade flap jack cake to celebrate on the Tuesday and hence it began another chapter in my life. I am not sure how it all actually began. It wasn't an instantaneous 'my god you're really beautiful please may I take your clothes off and let's make love' kind of attraction. It was just something that fell into place over a few months. As we were so close to each other now I'm sure it was just me glancing across the desk, no motive other than I was perhaps waiting for something print or looking for inspiration whilst filling out a questionnaire. And she would smile back at me. It wasn't a full beam smile, just an upturn of the side of her lips and raised eyebrows. It got to be kind of cute. Not from the start though but it grew on me. Let me tell you a bit more about her. As I said she was married, no children though. She had an elderly mother who was quite ill and in a care home. Her husband, Peter, worked on the oil rigs. He was away from home for two to three months at a time. I know she missed him when he wasn't there and was like a teenage girl on a hot date when he was due home. She was about my height, five foot six, a slim almost petite build, size 34c and her hair was a dyed ginger orange ...
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