Accidents and Revelations

I knew I wasn't experienced, but I wanted to please and was intoxicated by the scent of her.

Tentative at first, then growing bolder. I licked at her and tasted her. she was musky yet sweet, with an almond flavour to her that soon had me covering her pussy with my mouth. I delved deeper and tried to get more. Encouraged by her moans of pleasure, and the wriggle of her hips as she ground herself to my searching tongue. I followed her urgings.

"My clit. lick my clit... finger me." She gasped out breathily.

I found her swollen nub and flicked my tongue over it. Her body jerked and she let out a sharp gasp of pleasure.

"Yes... more." She encouraged.

I ran a finger around her outer lips and then slid it inside. My digit was accepted with ease and I added another as I resumed working on her clit.

Licking her clit as fast as I could. I rammed my fingers in and out of her the way she had done to me. She bucked and moaned delightfully, and I knew I was doing something right for her. I had only my own way of masturbating to go by and her bodily reactions. It seemed it was enough because she suddenly held me firmly to her cunt and jerked her hips as she came.

She spasmed for what seemed like ages but was no more than a few seconds as I greedily gulped down her juices. Drinking them down like the sweetest of nectars.

Feeling a bit dizzy. I found her mouth on mine. Our lips mashed together as she tasted her cum from my mouth.

I found myself sitting on the floor with my legs spread wide. My back once more pressed to the wall as she delved into my sex with her fingers again. Kissing me fiercely as she brought me right back to where she had left off.

Her thrusts were almost painful. Her other hand worked my clit in a fast friction. Causing me to roll my eyes back in ecstasy. I was creaming all over her hand. Panting hard as I ran right through one orgasm into the next within a few heartbeats.

"Yeah...yeah... cum for me... cum for me baby." She said in excitement as she made me do just that.

"Unnnggggg.... Unnnggg... ahhhh ... Ohhh ohhh." Was all I could say as my whole body felt like it was full of fireworks.

I went limp as she pulled her fingers from me and stood.

Totally spent and dazed I looked up at her and watched as she licked her fingers clean with a smug smile on her face.

"Wet wipes are in the drawer next to you... I must go open the shop doors again. I hope you don't mind." She said with a grin. Still looking pleased with herself as she picked up her dress and walked away.

My brain was very fuddled, and it took me a few moments to register what she had actually said. I sat there like a stunned rabbit; legs still open with my face smeared in her juices.

***

I had to hurry to make it to McDonalds. I had lost track of time and only realised I had ten minutes of my break left when I looked at my watch.

My heels clicked rapidly as I entered our building. A bag in each hand. One with Kelly's request and the other filled with the yellow corset and everything else I had wanted. The 'bonus discount' I had been offered at the counter easily making it all affordable.

Not quite being paid for sex. But close enough that I had blushed when she had said it.... I still didn't know her name and she hadn't asked mine.

I guessed that was the way she wanted it.

"did you take the stairs Sarah? You look really flushed." Kelly asked me as she took the bag from me with a quick smile of gratitude.

"Erm... no, I forgot the time and had to run a bit to make it back." I partially lied and avoided looking at her.

"I hate when that happens. Sit down and chill for a bit. There's nothing going on here at the moment." Kelly told me as she opened her bag and grabbed hold of her burger.

I sat at my desk and tried to ignore the sound of her eating. Kelly was nice enough, but she tended to chomp rather loudly.

Opening up my computer. I tried to put my thoughts in order. Still not quite believing that I had fucked a complete stranger. A woman too. A woman I had found incredibly attractive.

I wished that I had had the courage to ask her name. A name might have helped with the slutty feeling that was rising in me.

Since my first time until today. I had only slept with four men.

Roger. My first boyfriend had lasted from us being fifteen, all the way to the end of high school and partway into University. Sure, once we started having sex, we did it as often as we could. But it was just him and me.

Daniel had been a bit different. He had been a study assistant who was five years older than me. We had got on well, and eventually done the deed in his flat while I was into my second year of Uni.

Daniel had been much more experienced than me as he had had multiple partners compared to my one.

It had been Daniel who taught me the illicit pleasure of anal sex. Something I was grateful for because I had come to enjoy the naughty feeling it gave me. Allowing me to feel dirty while still being in a relationship.

After that had come John. He had been steady and easy going. A safe partner to have sex with while I finished Uni. The kind of person you could take home and just know your parents would like. So safe that we rarely made love. More often than not ending up watching a film and just cuddling instead of fucking.... Sad for a twenty-two-year-old girl to admit. But I had liked that at the time.

Then nothing. Not until I dated two guys from this office. Eventually shagging one of them and then realising all he wanted was the sex.... At least he had been honest with me.

Now I was feeling very slutty. Not because I had fucked a woman. Because of the way it had happened.

I couldn't undo it and didn't want to. Yet I had all these mixed emotions about it.

Aside from it being a her and not a him. What I had just done was completely out of character for me.

I wasn't the kind of person to sleep around. I certainly wasn't the type to spread my legs for a person I had never met before and didn't even know their name.

However, that is exactly what I had just done. Not only that. I had accepted her grinning discount and walked out on a buzzing high that hadn't left until I glanced at my watch.

Seeing I was almost late had sobered me and slammed me back to earth.

***

I got home in a total tizzy. Completely sure I was going insane. Thinking that I was having some kind of sexual and mental meltdown.

I went straight to my fridge and opened a bottle of wine. Pouring myself a large glass before I even took off my shoes.

I gulped most of it down and refilled it as I walked to my bedroom. Bottle in one hand and glass in the other.

I had spent most of my last few hours at work thinking about EVERYTHING. And I do mean everything. From my first time right through the events of the long weekend and up to me fucking a woman for the first time in a way that was totally unlike anything I had done before.

"I'm a flashing lesbo slut." I said aloud as I sloshed wine over my hand. My brain overloaded as I also was trying to get undressed to take a shower.

I laughed at my reflection as I saw it in the mirror.

"You look like me. but you're not me... not anymore... are you?" I said to my reflection. Already feeling the effects of the wine.

I rarely drink more than one small glass an evening. When I had been at Uni it had made the others laugh how easily I got drunk.

Placing my bottle on the floor and my glass next to it. I undressed fully and waited for the water to get steaming hot.

I watched the water spray out of the shower head.

"Twit." I said aloud. As I stepped under the water. Letting it hit my upturned face and run down my body.

I calmed down a bit. As I Soaped myself liberally and scrubbed my flesh until it shone pink. The scrubbing and heated water making me lobster red from head to toe.

Being in the office while trying to deal with it all had been bad for me. I had had no outlet.

In the safety of my home and warmth of my shower. I let go.

The first sob was soft. The next heavier and then the floodgates opened.

I cried it all out. Wept like it wouldn't end. My tears mixing with the steaming water.

I stood under the water and cried. It washed my emotions clean so that I could think clearly.

Great heaving sobs that left me weak and snotty. Not a pretty sight to anyone. But the thing I needed.

Few people understand the actual benefits of a good cry.

My boyfriends had never understood it. That's for sure.

***

The next morning. I woke a bit earlier than usual.

I spent a bit more time doing my hair and makeup. Lifting and twisting my long blonde hair into a more professional looking arrangement.

Then I highlighted my eyes with pale blue eyeshadow. Dark mascara and eyeliner. With a little bit of foundation and peach lippy, I was almost done and felt good about it.

Plain but dangly earrings replaced the studs I wore to sleep in. My silver neckless was ever present. It's pendent held a lock of my dad's hair. Inside. Suspended in fake amber to remind me of his love.

Naked but for my jewellery and slightly heavier makeup. I walked to my front door and retrieved the bag that held yesterday's purchases.

I returned to my bedroom and sorted it all out. Placing the stockings and the yellow corset into my laundry basket. They needed to be washed clean of my own cum and the shop woman's before I wore them again.

The rest I folded and put away. Only leaving a lacy half cup bra and one pair of scanty panties for me to wear along with the black suspender belt and remaining packet of stockings.

I pulled on the sexy underwear and then returned to my bathroom mirror.

"Slutty." I said aloud but smiled a tiny smile. Knowing now that this would be my new normality.

It didn't matter that it felt a bit wrong. It didn't matter that my morals and personal inhibitions wanted me to return to what I used to wear.

What mattered was that I actually FELT sexy. Truly sexy.

It turned me on a bit as I ignored my shy impulses and went to my clothing rack. Picking one of my white blouses and normal black skirts.

Slipping on my best heels. I stood and went to the only full-length mirror I had.

It was big and in an art deco frame. Heavy but well-polished wood in the twenties style.

The mirror hung by my front door. The only place such a large item could be placed and also allow a person to stand back and look at themselves. A forgotten thing that had been left behind by the person who had previously rented this flat.

I looked at my reflection. Taking in the whole ensemble very carefully. Noting the way my half cup bra looked under my blouse. It was discreet but I could just make out the smallest hint of my exposed nipples. Especially as they started to harden.

The reaction was expected, I smiled a bit more as I looked down.

My skirt was closefitting but not too tight to my body. The suspender belt hardly showed against the material. Again. Just a hint. Like a whisper that I was wearing something more provocative.

"Okay... This is doable." I said softly as I finished my inspection.

Normally I would have worn a coat. It was still a bit chilly out.

I left it as I picked up my handbag and headed out. Feeling confident enough to suppress my natural inhibitions. Wanting to see if anyone noticed.

Walking slowly and deliberately. I added a bit more swing to my hips.

The day was grey and a bit chilly. I was aware that my nipples stuck out a bit and that a few men glanced at me twice. Some more than that. Openly staring as they saw my nips protruding into twin points, pushing against the material of my blouse.

My boobs moved a bit differently in this new bra. I felt exposed and surprised by the way it was so different. I realised that the bra wouldn't stop my tits spilling if I was to lean forward and reach for something. Not fully anyway.

I found myself avoiding eye contact after a few men smiled at me. It was clear that they were liking what they saw. Yet it felt so very wrong and naughty.

My mind second guessed my decision all the way to work, when I walked into the office I was almost panicking. Even though my pussy was moistening from the attention I had been getting.

"What was I THINKING?" I berated myself as I hurried to my desk and hoped no one would notice the change. In the warmth. My nipples stopped poking out quite so much, subsiding back to normal.

Kelly sat down at her desk a few moments later and looked at me with a smile.

"Wow... you look great, new outfit?" she asked. Her face slightly puzzled. Not totally sure what had changed in me.

"yeah... but I'm wearing more makeup too." I said without looking her in the eye. Feeling nervous and using the extra makeup as an excuse.

"Oh. okay. You just look... more... more YOU!" She replied with a shrug.

"More me?" I inquired. Wondering what she meant. Thinking she was being a bit silly as she didn't know me that well.

"You know... more, erm... well YOU." She replied as she set up her laptop... "I like it... very sexy." She added as she opened her main screen.

I looked down at myself. Checking how much people could see all over again. Nothing was really visible.

My blouse hid my sexy bra, in the office, my nipples were no longer pointing out from the cold weather outside or the brief arousal I had felt. The half cup left most of my areola bare but unlike at home, I couldn't make them out as the lighting was different. My skirt was long, you would have had to stare very hard to notice the tiny bumps on my thighs. Those bumps of material that declared I was wearing stockings and not my normal tights.

Feeling a bit confused about how she was seeing me differently. I lent closer and dropped my voice a bit.

"Kelly?... what do you actually mean?" I asked. Wondering if she had noticed something I wasn't seeing.

She shrugged and looked me up and down, pursing her lips in thought.

"I'm not sure. Just something different about you today. Almost like you have changed inside and it's showing on the outside." She finally said with a frown. "now that I'm looking at you. That's the same blouse and skirt you wore last week, and your makeup isn't that much different." She added thoughtfully.

She shook her head.

"Honestly Sarah... whatever it is... oh wait. did you get laid? Sex always makes me feel soooo much better. You look like maybe you did?" she added with a giggle. Her voice low so that she wouldn't be overheard.

My thoughts immediately went to the 'girl on girl' sex I had had. My face flushing a bright red. So much so that I could feel my cheeks burning.

"Oh my god... ha, ha... you DID... who was it? One of the guys here?... was it Terry? I know you went on a date with him a while back." She giggled out gleefully. Wanting gossip.

"Sushhhh.. no, I didn't. forget I asked." I hissed out in a low whisper. Turning back to my computer.

Kelly was tittering softly, and I shot her a glare. "Stop that... I didn't." I repeated my denial.

"If you say so." She replied with a wink and tone that said she didn't believe me.

"I DO say so." I told her as firmly as I could. No longer looking at her as I got to work. My cheeks still a bit red.

"Uh huh? Naturally. I totally believe you." She said back with a grin so wide that I could see it out of the corner of my eye.

I huffed in annoyance. She laughed softly again.

***

Lunch time came around quickly enough. So fast that I was surprised when Kelly stood up and grabbed her handbag.

"Do you fancy lunch at that café you like? .... My treat." She asked.

I looked up at the clock.

"Wow. That went fast... sure, I'm starving." I agreed and quickly logged out of the system. Picking up my bag too.

We walked down the main street towards the café. The air was a bit warmer now and my nipples didn't ping out like they had that morning. For which I was grateful.

Kelly and I chatted normally. Just talking about work and not really anything significant as we strode side by side. Our heels clicking on the pavement melded with the general noise and didn't stand out. Our voices joining the hubbub of the crowded street.

"Oooo. Look. Elle's has a sale on." She said in excitement as we got to the lingerie shop that I bought my things in.

I gulped.

"Still really expensive though Kelly... come on. We don't have time." I told her. my heartbeat increasing at the thought of entering that place again.

Kelly stopped at the window and looked over the display.

"I LOVE this stuff." She exclaimed and headed for the door with a smile.

With a sigh. I followed her and hoped that it was a different salesperson inside.

The stunning redhead smiled as we entered. But she gave no indication that she had seen me before. Not at first anyway.

Kelly walked along the aisles. Touching materials and browsing. I stood still and watched. Tapping my foot impatiently. Wanting to be away.

"Hello again." A sultry low voice said in my ear. So close that I jumped. Startled by her closeness.

"Hi." I squeaked out and felt my face flushing all over again. It seemed I was blushing an awful lot lately.

I refused to look at her. instead focusing my eyes on Kelly. Yet very aware of how close the woman was standing to me. Her thigh brushing mine as she stood next to me and looked at Kelly too.

"Thank you for the extra customer. I'll have to give you commission... maybe a freebie." She whispered softly. Her emphasis on freebie left me in no doubt she wasn't talking about clothing.

Unable to stop myself. I glanced at her.

She was wearing a teal dress that complimented her pale skin and red hair. A dress so tight that it showed every curve of her tall lithe figure to perfection. There was no way she was wearing anything under it. Somehow, it didn't look slutty on her though. She looked elegant and poised.

"I'm just waiting for my friend. It was her idea to come in here." I replied. Managing to say it in a more normal voice.

"Of course, you are. But there's no harm in looking too. Why don't you try on the white corset over there? It's on sale too." She said to me. Her tone changing from sexy to professional like a switch being flipped.

I looked at the item she was indicating and had to admit it was very pretty. It had lace trimmed shoulder straps and was full bodied with a white satin ribbon crisscrossing up the front. It was the kind of thing that looked sexy without being indecent. Unlike the yellow one I had bought.

Kelly was now flicking through the sale items and had already picked out a few things to try on. I guessed she wouldn't be leaving anytime soon and figured I could at least take a look at the corset.

Walking slowly. I approached it. It reminded me of bridal wear, with it's pure white lace over white mesh and ribs. It even featured tiny pale blue 'forget me not' flowers made from satin. Each stocking clip had one and the shoulder straps had them too.

A small sign under it informed me that it was the last one in stock and was priced low. A red line through the original price. Black ink told me the current price. A price still out of my budget. Especially as I had already spent all my spare money yesterday.

"Oh wow. That is STUNNING, are you going to try it on?" Kelly said as she stepped over to me and looked at the corset. Her arms full of things she was interested in.

"No... it's a bit too much for me. I'm out until I get paid." I replied.

Like she was magically summoned. The tall redhead was instantly there.

"I'll tell you what. Try it on and if it fits, I'll put it aside for you to pick up after you get paid. I'll even knock off another ten percent." She interjected with a smile.

Kelly squealed in delight.

"Go ON Sarah. That's such a deal." She exclaimed. Her eye for a bargain and her knowledge of how much this kind of thing normally cost making her a bit hyper.