Date: Sun, 25 Jul 1999 16:54:59 NZST
From: joe race <hipflask69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Friday Night

Friday Night 
by Sasha

Quite often after work on Fridays I spend an hour or two surfing the net.
Photgoraphy and literature are my main 'hobbies' so magazines and
bookstores are usually first up on the agenda, then other things like movie
reviews or whats hot in fashion. It was late one Friday night when I (as
you do) came across a porn site. Of coarse I had never entered a porn sight
but this particular night I was alone and just a bit curious. Women with
perfect figures, hands on their pussy's enticing you to 'Join Free', had
more than captured my attention, it turned me on, sending a flushed feeling
over my face and down my neck. I sighed flicking over endless 'pics' of
gorgeous women. It had been sometime since I had had sex and at least a few
days since I had satisfied myself, so feeling really horny was hardly
surprising. I just wished I could pull my panties a side an thrash my
already wet pussy. Or even better. I wished someone would do it for me.  So
you could imagine the fright I got when I heard someone enter the office
and switch the light off. I quickly switch my monitor off and called out, "
I'm still here." "Oh sorry," came the reply and the light switched back on.
I knew it was Sheryl and I hoped she didn't come over to chat. She was a
bit nosey and thats not the kind of person you want hanging around when
you're checking out porn. "Is that you Sasha? I'm sorry I thought everyone
had gone." she said as she approached my desk. We still couldn't see each
other as there was a partician seperating my 'office' from the others.
"It's alright,' I replied, "I'm just finishing up." I lied hoping she'd
turn and walk straight out again. She didn't, instead she came up and poked
her head over my partician, her light coloured hair all over her face, nice
warm smile on her lips. " "What are you up too?"

"Just surfing actually," I said and then thought 'damn, why did I say
that?' "Oh... cool. I 've just finished doing that too. I was checking out
the 'UnderCover' sight. It's where I buy my underwear. Have you heard of
that sight?"

"No,"I replied, " I'm sort of new to this."

"Oh its easy to find. I'll show you if you want." And before I could do
anything she switch my moniter on. I nearly died as the screen warmed
up. 'No please' kept racing through my brain as I fumbled for the off
switch. "What are you doing..." she laughed and then her eyes grew bigger
as a big, gaping pink pussy appeared on my screen. " Oh...," she said, "
Maybe you don't need the Undies sight after all." I grabbed the mouse and
'clicked' the picture away only to be faced with another, just as explicit,
and then another. " Hey, hey...don't worry," Sheryl said reaching over and
putting her hand on my hand that was holding the mouse. " I do the porn
sites all the time. And the sex chat lines." I was still too embarrassed
to speak. She lifted my hand off the mouse and leaned over me, typing
something onto the computer. As she leaned I had to move slightly back. I
could see down her top, her lacy white bra holding her firm round
breasts. Another hot flush came over me. The excitment that had been
building before was returning, overwhelming the embarrassment of being
caught. I could even feel that dampness that was inside me start the spread
to my panties. I could smell her purfume and my own moist aroma rising up
from between my legs.  "Hear it is Sasha," she said. A catalogue and
pictures came up of the lastest, most stylish underwear I had ever seen. "
I've got these ones," Sheryl said pointing to various models, who looked
alot like Sheryl actually. " These are nice," I said pointing at some white
lacy undies. I still couldn't believe how casual she was about catching me
on the porn sights. Like nothing had happened. Maybe its not a big deal
these days. Maybe I'm one of the few who hasn't been there before. "
"Yes. Those are really nice," she said, " I've got them on."

"Have you?" I replied remembering the sight of bra earlier. " Yeah. They're
really comfortable and they look good. See." She unbottoned her top enough
for me to see her bra. Now, I'm not naive but was that more than just a
flirt, I still wasn't sure. " I quite like the panties," I replied staring
at her. She just grinned. She was rebuttoning her top but stopped when I
said that. She had a slight grin on her face as her hand gently rolled down
her stomach and stopped on her skirt just above her mound. " You better
watch it," she said staring directly at me, " I might have to show you
those too." I was silent. There was nothing that I could want more in the
world at that moment than her to 'show' me. I sat up in my chair squeezing
my thighs together, dying to rub myself. Sheryl knew what I was
thinking. She stepped back slightly, leaning her butt aginst a table. This
made her mound protrude even more. She put one hand on the inside of her
knees and slowly, sensuously moved it up her leg pulling her skirt up with
it. When she reached her panties she quickly flicked her pussy with two
fingers, sending a shudder through her body. She then lifted her skirt
right up so I could see her laced panties. They clung to her like skin and
I could see her wet patch right in between her legs. " What do you think?"
she said, her voice warm and sultry.

"You're beautiful," is all I could say.

"Does it turn you on?," she asked me. All I could do is nod. My aching
pussy screaming to be touched.

"What else turns you on?," she asked me. 'What else turns you on,' I
thought, 'Anything. Everything, and then I said, " Touching. Touching turns
me on."

"Like this," she said openning her legs slightly and moving a hand inside
her panties. She tossed her head back when her fingers hit their target,
letting out moan of ecstacy. My hands shot straight to my pussy which was
now pulsating with tension. My clit already protruding out like a mini
erection I wet my fingers and sqeezed my hardened nipples with one hand
while I fucked myself mad with the other. Sheryl now had one leg up on the
desk. I could see her wet pink lips, swollen and ready and without thinking
I was on my knees in between her legs. She gasped as my tongue found it's
target. I couldn't believe her sweetness, her wetness, the taste of her
nectar. The warmth of her pussy was overwhelming. I licked furiously at her
clit as she humped her thighs into me. With a scream she got up and pushed
me to the floor. I landed on my stomach and before I knew I felt a hot, wet
tongue licking my back. I felt her hands on hips, pulling my butt up toward
her mouth and then she licked me from my hot cunt up top my ass and back
down again. When I felt the ultimate orgasm coming on I rolled over on to
my back, pulled her cunt toward me, and as she licked me, I licked her,
sliding my thumb up her cunt. She was grinding herself into my face, faster
and faster until wave upon wave of orgasms flowed up inside my cunt,
pumping blobs of cum into her eager mouth. As I climaxed again and again
she reached her point of no return, thrashing her cunt at my face, her
sweet cum juices dripping off my chin.

Spent, we both lay in each others arms for a few minutes. " Well," she
said, " that was..."

I finished the sentence for her " That was awesome!"

Sheryl and I fucked a few times after that night. Sometimes in the office
late at night, other times a quick lunchtime fuck, but Sheryl moved away a
few months later. Now we just meet on the chat lines and fuck each other
over the net. I enjoy cyber fucking with her but I will never, ever forget
our first encounter late that Friday night.