I had been working at my job for a couple of years at my new location. We employ people of all ages, and I had begun to get very close to one of the young girls. Charley was eighteen when I first met her but was twenty now and turning into a gorgeous young woman. She was a short, petite blonde, good-looking and very toned as she was a gym lover.
Recently, we had been having a great laugh together, and I found myself becoming more and more attracted to her. We were always having flirtatious moments and that just added to my attraction to her. As I paid more attention to Charley, I began to have a real desire to do things to her. I should say I’m double her age and never thought she’d be interested in me that way. I was also with someone but had very little in the way of a sex life.
One afternoon, I was saying goodbye to her and I suddenly had a realisation I had a dream about her the night before. I got all embarrassed and my reaction obviously showed something was up. I said I can’t say what it was and that I had to go hastily, as she pestered me to know what was wrong.
We had exchanged numbers a little while ago and had messaged several times. Later that night I sent her a message and we were having a conversation when I said did she want to know what was wrong earlier. When she said yes I told her I had a dream about her last night.
She asked, “What happened?”
“We had sex,” I said bashfully, not knowing what her reaction would be. Did we do doggy? was her first sentence. I thought, okay, she doesn’t seem too offended. So I said we did, amongst other things, it was very good.
The conversation continued to be flirty and sexual. I asked her if she didn’t wear bras as when I had put my hand on her back before I felt no straps. Again, openly, she said, "No, as my tits are small and pert I don’t need to wear one."
I suggested, "Maybe tomorrow I’ll have to check that’s true and you’re not making it up."
Her reply, again, was honest and straight to the point, "Maybe I’ll let you."
Tomorrow came, and we said hello both kind of knowing there was something between us now. We were talking as we walked towards an area that we knew was quiet, as I walked behind her I said I think I need to see him f you have a bra on today and put my hands on the collar of her shirt. She didn’t say anything, so I pulled the shirt away from her body by the collar and looked down inside. She wasn’t lying, there was no bra to be seen, just her tanned, pert boobs. They were small with little nipples standing to attention. Looking at them with my face now in the crease of her neck, I put a hand on each side of her head and slid my hands down inside her shirt until I was cupping each boob. She leaned back against me and I started to twist her nipples between my fingers, making them harder and Charley bit her lip. We moved somewhere more hidden away, and I told her that I had gotten so excited by her and I was so hard.
She looked down at my bulge and completely out the blue said, "Get it out."
I found myself not even thinking about it and just unzipped my trousers and pulled myself out of my pants. I was so hard and so excited; this sexy young girl was happy to have me feel her tits and was now standing there looking at my dick that she’d made so hard. We heard voices and we quickly made decent and went back to work.
Over the next few weeks, we continued to flirt and message each other, all the time building the sexual tension between us. I said to her she should come round to mine one afternoon and so we planned in a day that suited us. The day arrived and I left to get home and get things ready, Charley would drive round after me. It felt like ages waiting and I couldn’t believe I was going to get this hot young girl in my house.