Accidental Friend Fuck

I spent many years working in an office. For most of these years, I became good friends with a girl who was a little younger than me. On the night when this incident happened, I was 27. She was 21. We were friends, good friends and I think with the age gap, we would never have looked to start a relationship with each other. She was in a relationship for many years with her boyfriend who she had a girl to also, I’d been in and out of some short term relationships or just had occasional and sometimes multiple fuck buddies. We went on nights out together, invited each other to family parties and events, spent many a time at after parties etc. We were very close. She called me her Work husband but there was absolutely no inclination we would ever, ever be anything other than friends.

Toward the end of my time working with her, she fell out of love with her man. They argued, he left.

One Saturday night, I went to Glasgow to meet a girl I’d met on a dating app. We didn’t click, (she didn’t shag on first dates), we respectfully went our separate ways. On the train home, I happened to meet my friend (work wife) on the train. She was with a friend. Whilst sitting and speaking with them both, I was texting a girl I’d been chatting up and trying to shag for months. She just happened to be in the local night club in Greenock, called Word Up. I’d text this girl and told her what happened and that I was at a loose end. We had been sexting for ages and she said that if I come to word up and meet her outside, she’d come out to meet me and come home with me. She said, and I quote, “If you fuck the way you say you fuck in your texts, I just have to come home with you.”

My friend on the train asked what I was going to do when I got back to Greenock. I told her I was meeting a girl outside word up. When we got off the train, my friend said she’d come to word up and wait until the girl came out, then her and her friend would get a taxi home.

We got outside the nightclub and waited ages in the freezing cold on this girl coming out but there was no sign of her. I’d text to say I was outside and received no answer. I told my friend I was cold, tired and couldn’t be bothered waiting anymore. My friend suggested sharing a taxi. We lived in opposite directions but her friend lived nearby me. We dropped her friend off and I suggested that my work wife just came to my flat and stayed over like many times before. At previous parties, it wasn’t unusual for us just to crash together in the same bed. No sexual activity whatsoever.

We opened a bottle of red wine. Poured a couple of glasses then received a call from the girl in the nightclub. I told her I’d waited for ages and decided to go home. She wasn’t happy. Must have really wanted my cock but I didn’t want to ask my friend to leave. That would have been very selfish of me. When I came off the phone, me and my work wife had a giggle about this. After a couple of glasses of wine, we decided to go to bed.

I gave her a t-shirt and I turned my back as she changed and I took off my jeans and my shirt and put on another t-shirt. I slid into bed and she got in with my T-shirt on. She said, “I’m freezing, come on and we can platonic spoon.” She turned her back to me on her right side and I spooned in tight behind her. I quickly fell asleep.

Some time later, to this day, do not know what time of night it was or how long I’d slept, but I woke up with a raging hard on and I realised she was rubbing her ass up and down my hard shaft through my boxers. She felt me stir and moan as she turned her head to look at me, I raised my head to look at her and we both smiled, cheekily.

I pulled her tight against me and ran my hand down her side onto her bum cheek. I realised that under my t-shirt, she had a thong on. She rubbed her ass faster and faster up and down my shaft as I moved my left hand up, under her t-shirt, up to her left tit and realised she had no bra on. I knew she had 36 DD tits from earlier conversations so quite a decent handful. My cock got soooo much harder, I thought my bellend was going to burst.

I slipped off my boxers the put my hand under her thong and pulled it to the side. I felt that she was completely shaved (as was I in preparation for my date in Glasgow). I slid two fingers into her vagina but found she was already dripping wet. I grabbed my cock and rubbed it up and down her clit. Without any warning I rammed my cock deep right up her vagina. She gasped, I groaned. She felt so warm and wet on my cock. I slid it out to start slowly but her hips started going rapid straight away. She wanted to really go for it from the off. She might have been trying to wake me up with her ass for ages so she was probably extremely horny.

I grabbed her shoulders and started pumping her hard and fast. I moved round a little to get deeper and to hit her vagina harder. I pulled her T-shirt up and squeezed her tits hard as I fucked.

I just had to see those tits from another angle. I pulled my cock out, rolled her on her back and took off my T-shirt. She did the same. She sat upright to to this and oh my god, her tits were amazing. Big, a bit saggy which I love and a beautiful shape. I grabbed them both, squeezed and sucked.

I pushed her back down and slammed my cock into her again. Pumping her harder and faster, squeezing her tits. I got her legs over my shoulder and got my big, throbbing, bare cock deeper. My balls slapping her arse rapid. I had a good look at her tits, grabbed the left one, watched the right one bounce as I got as fast as possible. I felt some pressure on my cock, I pulled out and she squirted all over my genital area. I said, “fuck. You didn’t tell me you were a squirter.” She giggled and I slammed my cock bank in. I grabbed and squeezed both tits then let the right one go so that I could watch the other bounce again and I just couldn’t hold back any more. I got to the tickly bit and felt the pressure in my cock build. Then, with a roar, I spunked load after load of hot sticky cum inside her. She screamed at the same time and I could feel her cum splash all over me again as she squirted for a second time. I kept spurting the last of my spunk right up her then collapsed on top. Writhing my hips and pushing hard inside her.

We looked at each other and giggled again. I said, “We can’t talk about our weekend on Monday now in work, can we?” We laughed again. I asked her if I had a hard on and that’s why she started rubbing on me or if she rubbed on me to give me a hardon. She smiled and said nothing. I still don’t know to this day what that answer was. Of course, that was just the first fuck of many more that weekend with her.

We both went back to work on Monday and never spoke of it. There was no awkwardness. Everything felt normal. I left the company after another few months, we both ended up in new relationships and we rarely see each other now. Just drifted apart.

That was our first and only night of sex. I would love another one but it will never happen.

Would you like to help me forget about our night?