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Chance encounter helps me remember a friend from my past


Not so much a story but a reminiscence...

I recently stumbled across an old ex work colleague of mine, purely by chance I saw her work email address on a webpage for a job advert... unusual name & the city location looked likely so I thought I'd chance it and drop her an email.

I was in my mid-twenties at the time we worked together and I think Anya (not her real name) was about 19 when she first started. Instantly she had the boys' attention... she was small and cute, pert body, beautiful dark brown eyes, great sense of humour, liked a drink and got incredibly horny when she was drunk. 

I had a few good nights out with the work gang and many of those nights I ended up with Anya... never had full sex with her, but there was plenty of kissing, groping, wanking, licking and sucking.

One night after we had all been ten pin bowling I offered to give her a lift home (of course I did !) and decided to take a detour past a quiet layby I knew. In true Anya style she was up for a bit of fun. Started off with some kissing & a feel of her amazing pert boobs (an A cup maybe, certainly no bigger than a B) while she unzipped my jeans and got my hard cock out, a leisurely hand job to start with until I dropped the seats back and she went down on me... she gave amazing blowjobs with lots of tongue action, however she wasn't a big fan of taking a load of cum in her mouth so at the last second she took me out of her mouth and wanked like crazy, resulting in spunk all over the car seat ! Never mind... it was a small price to pay!

There were lots of occasions like this over the years we worked together... in my car, in workmates' houses, round the back of a pub (it was never about romance for us!) and after we'd been out for a lunchtime drink on the day she left - in a car park opposite the city's football team stadium... broad daylight... no shame!

My favourite memory of Anya though has to be the little schoolgirl style outfit she used to wear to work sometimes... not over-the-top St Trinians, just a grey woollen blazer and very short matching skirt, white shirt and just to tease us... a black bra. One day we had to go over to a neighbouring city for a bit of a training course and being the gentleman I am (😄) I offered to take Anya. Fortunately for me, this turned out to be one of her 'school uniform' days and on the long stretches where I didn't need to change gear, I put my left hand to good use up her skirt. When we got back the boss asked how the training session went, "boring" she said, "but at least the journey was pleasant".



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