Blondie Makes A Choice

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She rolls on top of me, kissing me softly, a light giggle in her throat. We’re both far too drunk, due to having the shittiest day. The place we work claims they are downsizing, letting go way too many employees to help with costs. Since we are some of the newer people hired, we’re being let go. I found her in the ladies room, crying and punching the door to the stall. “It took me months to find this job!” She growled, “I can’t start all over again. I hate this economy, it’s too hard.” Her words are true, I think everyone is suffering. It took me a long time to find this job as well. Her makeup streaking down her face, her hair frazzled, almost like a good session after sex. “I’m sorry, Katie, I have only been here a month or so longer than you. I’m being let go as well.” She turns to me, her eyes full of fresh new tears, trying to hold them back. I step forward, without even knowing her that well, we hug. I let her sob into me, as I stroke her hair. I try to sooth her, she just seems so innocent. I don’t really know this girl, but something about her makes me want to make sure bahis siteleri she is okay. After a little while when I know her tears are dry, I offer to take her out for a drink. The boss was smart and didn’t let us know about what was going on until the end of our shift. It is already after seven when we left, seeing no one else really in the office. We decide to go to the bar around the corner, since it’s raining. The bar is small, with only a few other people in it. The music is loud, thumping away, which neither of us minded. We both order a beer, drinking them quickly, ordering another beer each. We start talking about how we hated the job and maybe this was a good thing. Though, I think deep down, as much as we hated the job, it was a good paying one. One we both needed, surely. When we have half a dozen beers in, we get silly, dancing to the music. It’s not really that kind of bar, but we make it as such. The bartender doesn’t seem to mind. Though, how many men are going to complain about two girls dancing together? Even if we’re dressed a little too nice. Katie is wearing canlı bahis siteleri a pin stripe suit, with her dark hair up, but still looking like sex hair. Her black heels make her taller than she is, giving her about three more inches to her pretty short height. I’m wearing a pale pink skirt set, with black leggings and heels to match. My blonde hair is down, though it’s hot in the bar, I don’t mind. Katie and I are about the same height, though it doesn’t seem so with her heels on. We begin to bump and grind into each other, becoming very flirtations with each other. Throughout the night we drink more, dance longer, getting a lot of attention from those in the bar. We feel like we’re giving them a show, but they’re not on our minds. We just talk and giggle, bitch and moan about our job and being let go. It’s not until a little after twelve, when Katie nearly falls into me, but skies me as she does. I’m not shocked, but taken aback a little by it. Her lips are soft, gentle, but she seems to know what she is doing. I kiss back, deeper than she is, taking the lead canlı bahis suddenly. I hear a few catcalls from the guys who have been watching us. Surely this must be what they wanted to see all along. I’ve never been with a girl before, the idea had never come to me. Somehow though, this seems so natural, so I don’t stop it. Why should I? “Blondie, let’s get out of here,” Katie says. She suddenly breaks our kiss, looking at me. I hear one man boo us, we can’t help but giggle. I just give her a nod, we grab our jackets and hurry out the door. We run back to the parking lot of our now old place of work, it’s down pouring. By the time we reach our cars, we’re soaked. We agree to take our own cars, to my place. I give her the directions, she follows behind me. The drive to my place is short, the heat blasting hard through the vents. I’m shivering hard, hoping that it’s warm in my apartment. I hate being cold, though I’m sure I can think of a few ideas to get warm. A smile widens on my face, at the idea. Could this truly be happening? Am I going to have sex with a girl for the first time? I’ve never thought about it before, but it sounds like it could be fun. See what guys like about it so much. I get out of my car, showing Katie where she can park. She gets out, all smiles, but I can tell she is shivering as well.

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