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I zombie myself downstairs after putting on a bathrobe. There will be no running today; in fact I plan to have as little physical activity as possible. Julie is found in the kitchen whipping up a light breakfast. I greet her smiling face with an attempted morning face of my own prompting her to chuckle at my efforts. Exhausted after my heroic attempt at morning brightness, I throw myself down on the sofa. Julie then joins me carrying a cup of tea and some light food for the both of us. It is nice; just sitting here getting nourished in the company of a vibrant personality such as hers.Julie - "So I was thinking; we should probably head off around four o'clock if we want to get home with some time to spare. With that in mind I was going to cook up all the remaining food so we can both finish it off and not have to worry about anything tonight."Me - "Sounds good."Julie - "Brilliant. I am thinking that it is missing that one killer ingredient though."Me - "I wouldn't worry;. From that day her behavior changed. One day when she was about to leave I tried kissing on her lips.She didn’t respond to it and she was not even angry with me. Next day when she came to my flat there was the hint of her interest. Next day I did the same this time. She opened her lips but she was not supporting in return. And the other day I was teasing her by feeling her waist now and then.I moved my hands and continued this on her bare waist. She didn’t say anything. I slowly moved my hands to her boobs and started pressing them. She started moaning and that was completely a green signal for me. I started kissing on her neck, cheeks, and lips. This time she started responding by moaning.We crisscrossed our legs. I was touching my dick to her pussy on top of her dress. She became horny and was kissing me like there is no tomorrow That night we discussed this incident on WhatsApp and had sex chat. And we came to an understanding of keeping it a secret.We would be friends with.
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