The Girl of Her Dreams

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Brittany Wakefield was a twenty five year old woman who worked as a news reporter for the Guardian newspaper in London. But there was one thing she kept to herself, not let slip to anyone, that she liked girls. She loved them. She’d never been with one before but she lusted after beautiful women that she saw everyday in the office. On the weekends Brittany would go down South London, one of the side streets and walk into a strip club and watch beautiful pole dancers dancing on poles for men of all ages lusting after them in just a bra and g string. Little did the people there know that Brittany Wakefield too lusted after them.  So she was a total lesbian. Brittany always liked girls ever since secondary school when she hit puberty and the other girls were growing breasts and their bodies were getting curvier and sexier. She found them more attractive then the boys there. She never admitted to her friends and family that she was a lesbian but they kind of guessed as she never went on any dates with guys who asked her out. It was one rainy Thursday afternoon that Brittany’s sexy little assistant, Lisa Parker, a petite blonde with shoulder length hair, a tight little booty and a big chest, came into Brittany’s office wearing a tight knee length black kaçak iddaa skirt with a slit at the back, black heels, and a black top with a low cut  showing her cleavage. She smiled, “you wanted to see me, Miss Wakefield,” she said sweetly. “Yes, I did. Could you close the door and then sit down,” Brittany ordered. She sat at her desk with her feet up on it in her black leather swinging chair. Lisa parker closed the door and then hurried and sat down in the chair opposite her boss. She fiddled nervously with her hands in her lap. “What did you want to see me about, Miss Wakefield?” she asked. Brittany stared lustfully at the beautiful blonde sitting in front of her. Her brown eyes lowered down to Lisa’s chest that seemed bigger and fuller every time she breathed. Brittany swallowed nervously and felt herself getting wet at the sight. She got up off the chair and walked over to the window and looked out at the busy street outside and then pulled down the blinds. “Why are closing the blinds?” Lisa asked. Avoiding her question, Brittany locked her office door so they wouldn’t be disturbed. Lisa got up off the chair and headed towards the door but Brittany stood in her way. “Miss Wakefield, if you don’t need any service from me, I should get back to my kaçak bahis desk and take office calls,” Lisa said. “I am your boss, Lisa, and you should do as I tell you,” She replied, flicking a long strand of black hair behind her shoulder. “Yes, Miss Wakefield,” Lisa replied. “What is it you want?” “How long have you been my assistant now, Lisa?” “Six months.” “That’s right, and during that time you’ve not noticed why I keep you doing long hours for me?” Brittany asked, raising a dark eyebrow. “Yes, I have. But I’ve never complained because I wanted to make a good impression,” she replied. “Oh, believe me you have,” Brittany grinned. Her eyes lowered down to her assistant’s big chest again and felt the feeling of sexual arousal growing stronger in her pussy. Getting wetter and wetter. She backed Lisa into a corner and leaned her arms up over her head and looked down at her lustfully. “You see, Lisa, I’ve called you in today because I want you.” Lisa looked back in confusion “you want me? what for?”  she asked. “Since that day I hired you to be my assistant I have not stopped thinking about you, wanting you. You see, Lisa, I like girls, sexy girls like yourself. But it’s only you I want to be my first time,” Brittany confessed, her heart pounding as illegal bahis she stared deeply into her love interest’s blue eyes. Lisa was shocked “I’m flattered, Miss Wakefield. But I’m not into girls,” she said. She tried to duck under Brittany’s arm but Brittany pushed her back. “I’ve waited ten years to find the perfect woman to come along to lose my virginity to and I’m not going to let her get away.” Brittany winked at her. “Call me, Brittany, from now on. As we’ll be lovers from this day.” “I told you, Brittany, I’m not interested in girls, I love men a lot,” Lisa insisted. She grabbed hold of Lisa’s small waist and led her over to her desk and pushed her into her office chair and tied Lisa’s arms around the chair with a rope from her desk drawer. “Miss Wakefield, what are you doing?” Lisa asked, beginning to get angry. “Untie me now!” Brittany ignored her and spread out Lisa’s smooth legs, she ran her left hand up Lisa’s right leg slowly towards her pussy. Brittany touched her pussy and felt herself getting wetter at the touch of the girl of her dreams’ pussy. It was so warm and seemed wet. She looked up at Lisa with a grin “you’re not into girls, huh? so why are you wet and warm?” Lisa was lost for words. Didn’t know what to say to that. Brittany teased her pussy with a finger and it made Lisa moan pleasurably.  She laughed and rubbed her index finger up and down Lisa’s wet pussy. “I’ll have to get rid of this,” referring to Lisa’s black lacy panties.

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