I had been working at the unemployment office for only six months but I had been fast-tracked through to a supervisory position. This meant that I was overseeing a small team, staff who would handle the more menial tasks of the job, such as, sitting at a counter, facing a queue of people who were at the office to sign a slip of paper to claim their unemployment benefit. Pretty menial, huh? Meanwhile, I would be on hand to resolve any enquiries. Lord of all I surveyed, well, at least on Tuesdays!
On other days, I could take a back seat, although I would be on call to assist other supervisors.
And, so it was that, on this particular Thursday, I was trying to resolve an enquiry with a young woman when we were suddenly interrupted by her friend.
"Ginny, we gotta go, hurry up," she said.
Ginny replied, "I've got to get this sorted first, relax!" So, the friend loitered around, alongside Ginny. Occasionally, she would look up at me, almost as if she was flirting. I liked it so I flirted back, making a little eye contact.
Eventually, Ginny's query was resolved and she and her friend left the building. The incident provided a little light-relief in what had been a dull day.
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I had written back to Helka after she had written her sad news to me, but not in a plea for her to come back to London so that we could work on our relationship. It was more of an acceptance of her decision to end our relationship and to express my sympathies over her health situation. It was so sad for me as someone who had known such a beautiful person and with whom I had spent a wonderful time. I was hoping that she would keep me up to date with her life but I wasn't going to hold my breath.
Of course, I had also written to Inge to tell her that I was missing her and that I couldn't wait for her next trip to London. That was all I could hope for, as a poorly paid civil servant, there was no way I could afford to travel to Norway! Inge's travels, since our first meeting three years ago, had all been cheap student trips and some of her costs had been paid by her parents. So, sadly, I would have to wait for her return.
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The daily grind of work went on. Occasional banter with the regular visitors to the unemployment office lightened up the passing day, especially as those autumn days were followed by progressively darker evenings.
Once again on standby for the other teams, I was being called on to resolve more and more queries. A week on from dealing with Ginny and her friend, I noticed her friend was in the hall, sitting on a bench at the back. I couldn't see Ginny anywhere and her friend didn't seem to be in a queue for an enquiry. So, I did wonder why she was there. Then, she looked across the hall straight at me, smiled and gave a little wave. I smiled and waved back. Then, she got up and left alone! Odd, I thought and I was wondering what that was all about!
At the end of the working day, I left to go home. If you're a nervous person, walking home through the London streets as the evenings got darker could be a little scary and, although I was used to the situation, I was sort of aware that someone was following me! Even though the streets were quite busy, it was still an unerring feeling.
I got home without incident, climbed the stairs up to my bedsit and went through the usual routine, music on the stereo, get the washbowl filled for a wash, get washed and changed, then out for a bite to eat.
As I opened my door to the street, Ginny's friend appeared in front of me.
"Hello, Vee," she said. I was puzzled that she knew my name but, other than that, she was a stranger's (Ginny) friend. I just couldn't place her.
"Sorry, I er…" I stuttered.
"You don't remember me?"
"Well, I think I recognise you from the office. You were with a lady I was helping," I replied, still puzzled.
"Anywhere else?" I paused, still having no idea of where I knew this girl. "You are Vee, aren't you? The guy with those beautiful girlfriends?" I thought back to when Inge and the girls were here and where we had been. And then, it dawned on me! The Caribbean house party!
"Celly? Celly? CELLY! Oh, my god! I'm so sorry! Of course. How are you doing?"
"Well, I'm glad you remembered me in the end!" She held out her arms, so I stepped in for a lovely hug! Oh, what a feeling! After so many weeks since the girls left, I'd had no physical contact whatsoever. I think I may have held the hug for a little longer than I should.
"What are you doing? Like now," she asked.
"Well, I was just going out to eat abd have a beer. Wanna come?" I said.
"OK, if that's alright with you?" So we walked a few blocks along the main road to a restaurant in a side street not far from the tube station.
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We ordered our meals, got a couple of beers and just chatted naturally during the evening. Trouble was, I had fully remembered the night at the Caribbean house party and the amazing blowjob Celly had given me while she was sitting on another girl's face! Bonnie, I seem to recall her name. WOW! What a great night that was! Inge sucked me after I had spunked in Celly's mouth and then they had both licked Bonnie's pussy. Although I might have forgotten Celly's name earlier, I would never forget the Caribbean house party.
We continued to chat but my mind was wandering with the memories. Finally, Celly asked me about my girlfriends.
"You must remember the party in Finsbury Park?" she said.
"Oh, yes, I did wonder when you were going to bring that up. You were bloody awesome!" Celly gave me an embarrassed look, smiling as she did.
"Your girlfriends were awesome, too! The one that kissed me after you came in my mouth, was that your girlfriend?"
"Yes, it is! Her name is Inge," I said.
"Oh. So she is still your girlfriend? What about the others?"
"Tanya and Lani? They're her best friends, twin sisters. Did you notice?"
"Wow!" said Celly. "They do that with each other?"
"Well, they told me that they tried it once and liked it. Once, when they were having a sleepover, they told Inge and persuaded her to join in. I knew Inge from a student holiday three years ago, but I didn't know the twins. They all turned up at my bedsit in the summer and they stayed over. The rest is history, as they say."
Celly listened intently, most of the time, with her mouth open!
I continued, "Sadly, they went home a few days after the party. They come from Norway."
"Will they come back to London?" Celly asked.
"I hope so. They are so beautiful and, well, bedtime was a lot of fun!"
"Really? What do you mean? What did you do?" Celly was leaning in on her elbow, listening closely.
'Well, everything, really. It all started out by me being a gentleman and letting them take my bed. I slept on my sofa. Then, in the night, Inge came to me because the other two had started to make love, disturbing Inge. Of course, we were now awake and watching them. We were so turned on that we started to make love ourselves. Suddenly, the twins joined in and we were all loving each other. It was wonderful. They were so free, then, we all took turns to kiss, suck and fuck each other, it was beautiful!"
Celly had leaned in so closely to listen that our faces were only a couple of inches apart. Then, she put her hand around the back of my head, pulled me closer and kissed me, giving me a bit of tongue as she did so.
"I'm sorry, Vee. You were turning me on, telling me your story. I couldn't stop myself."
"It's OK. I was getting turned on telling the story!"
We got another couple of beers and, suddenly, we were sitting closer together, now side by side instead of across the table. We had finished our meals, finished our beers, then stepped out into the cool autumn air. I pulled Celly closer in a vain attempt to keep her warm.
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I wasn't sure how this evening would play out, when we would arrive at my front door. In the event, we waited for a taxi for a few minutes to take Celly home, but it started to rain quite heavily so we took shelter inside my hallway. We started to kiss again, and it seemed the decision had been made. Woe made our way up the stairs to my bedsit.