Peter and I grew up in a small town and did everything totether. I was a huge tomboy and could playbaseball and hockey with the best boys. Peter and I also had a job we did on Saturday mornings. Near the main street of our town a Lawyer took an old house and turned it into an office. Peter and I cleaned it once a week. Well, as we got older, I was fifteen and developing nicely, when we cleaned the office we would talk about sex, even though we both weren’t even dating.
Peter would always ask to see my tits, and I would always say no. Anyways, one Saturday, as a joke I wore an old bathing suit top under my T-shirt. The top was so small I could barely get it latched in the back and I was kind of hanging out badly, but I thought it looked very sexy. Anyways, when sex came up, as it always did, he asked tp see my tits and I said yes as a joke and took off my T-shirt.
Peter just stared at me.
“Do you like what you see?” I asked.
Peter didn’t say a word.
I repeated the question and Peter asked, “Are you going to take your top off?”
I hadn’t planned on going any farther, but seeing Peter gawk like he was kind of changed everything. Finally I said, “I’ll take my top off after you give me a hickey between my tits.”
I don’t know where that came from, but Peter walked up to me and asked, “Are you sure?”
I admitted I wasn’t and Peter said that was OK and placed his face between my tits and gave me a kiss between my tits and said, “Would you sit down on the waiting rooms couch for me?”
I did and soon we were kissing on the couch and Peter gave me a hickey between my tits. I was huge by the time he was done.
“Are you going to take off your top he asked, but I said I chickened out and he he didn’t try to force anything and I put my T-shiret back on.
We didn’t mention what we did while cleaning all week and it was like it never happened at all. The following Saturday morning, while cleaning, Peter asked if I had my bathing suit top on. I said I didn’t but, I took off my shirt for him again as we cleaned. (My bra actually covered more than my tiny bathing suit top had.) Peter gawked and couldn’t believe I was shirtless. He asked if he could give me another hickey between my tits and I said we’ll see when were finished cleaning.
Well, after we were finished I did want him to give me another hickey between my tits, but was still very nervous. And then I got they sexy and weird idea. We went into the meeting room that had a small bar in it and I went behind the bar and had him stand in front of the bar.
“We can’t touch the booze or they will fire us,” Peter was quick to explain.
“I won’t touch any of it,” I promised.
I made sure Peter was as close to the bar as he could and not sitting on a bar stool and asked, “would you like to have me take off my pants?”
“Sure,” Peter said.
“I’ll take my pants off if you take yours off,” I said. “Take them off right where you are standing where I can’t see anything. Once your pants are off, put them on the bar.”
Peter slowly took his pants off and placed them on the bar.
“Now put your boxers up there too,” I commanded Peter.
He slowly took off his boxers.
“Now it’s your turn,” Peter smiled.
“I know,” I said as I moved as close to the bar as I could and slid my pants off and set them on the bar. My underwear came off next and I set ut on the bar with my pants.
“I can’t see anything,” complained Peter.
“I know,” I smiled. “But it’s fair because I can’t see anything either.”
“Do you want me to step back?” Peter asked.
“That won’t be neccessary,” I said. “I’m going to turn my back so I can’t see you and I want you to bring two high backed chairs in here from the other office. Can you do that?”
“Sure, but why?”
“You’ll see I said as I turned my back and waited.
A few minutes later Peter returned with two chairs and asked, “Now what?”
With my back still facing toward Peter I said, “Put the chairs back to back with one chair facing away from the bar and sit in the chair facing away from me and tell my when you are sitting.”
It wan’t long before Peter called out, “I’m sitting.”
“Good I said and turned around and made my way quickly to the chair facing the bar.
When Peter heard my sit down he asked, “Now what?”
“Take your shirt off and hand it to me as I reached around the chairs. It wasn’t long before Peter’s shirt was in my hands. “Reach around the chairs and you can have my bra,” I said next and I handed Peter my bra.
“Are you completely naked?” I asked.
“Except for my socks,” Peter explained.
“Same here,” I said. “When I count to three I want us to spin the chairs around so we can see each other naked. No fair covering up anything with my bra. I promise not to cover up anthing with my shirt. OK?”
“OK.”
“One two three.”
We spun around and sat before each other naked!
Peter’s cock was as stiff as a stick!
“Put your legs over the arms of the chairs like me,” said Peter. “I want to see between your legs.”
I did what Peter said without questioning him.
Peter slowly got out of his chair and came up to me and kissed me on my lips and said, “You are beautiful,” and held his hand out to help me up.
I took his hand and stood up as he pulled me tight and hugged me. I felt his hard warm cock against my stomach as my tits pressed tightly against his chest. It was a feeling I had never felt before. I was horny and wanted to do something, but was afraid to do any more. Finally after what must have been nearly five minutes Peter said,”Sit down on the rug.”
I sat down and Peter sat next to me and kissed me on the lips as I felt his had gently touch my tits. We kissed for a few minutes as his hands gently stroked my tits. In a few minutes he began sucking my tits and I didn’t want to stop him as his hands slid between my legs and gently rubbed the outside out my cunt. I was in heaven. He sucked on my tits and layed my down on the rug and laid down beside me and said, “I could do this forever.”
“So could I,” I admitted as I sat up and kissed the head of his cock. “Can I suck on this?” I asked.
“Of course,” he said with a smile.
I had Peter get up and sit in the chair and spread his legs. I got on my knees and kissed his cock again. “I have never done this before,” I admitted.
“You’re doing great,” Peter smiled.
I started sucking his cock and playing with his balls. He moaned and said, “Oh that feels so goood.”
I kept on sucking and Peter began to arch his back as he moaned ever louder. “Something’s happeninging.”
I could feel his cock getting even bigger as I played with it some more with my tongue,
“I’m coming,” Peter yelled as I let go of his cock and it shot out his cum all over my face and tits.
Peter huffed. He was exausted. “Boy that felt good,” he said in a few minutes.
“I’m sure it did as I helped him up to his feet and hugged him again. I know some of his cum was now on his chest “We have got to be going. It’s getting late.”
“Okay,” said Peter as he kissed my on my tit and licked some more of the cum off of me. He went over to the bar and he handed me my undies and pants and said, “Let’s get dressed.”
We got dressed together, which was weird dressing with a guy. I ignored the cum on my chest and put the chairs back where they belonged. I knew next week would be even mre fun. We left the old house holding hands, more than just friends, and couldn’t wait for next week.
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