Only if u can handle it

I have never had any interest in women whatsoever and have always loved my dark chocolate men. That was until I met Deidre. Deidre worked on the same floor I did at a very successful computer programming company. I had been there for about a year when she got promoted to our department. She was very tall and lean but not skinny, brown eyes and a nice short haircut.

She was placed in a desk behind me which later encouraged us to become the best of friends. We had shared many lunches together girl talking about different things including men which gave me no reason to believe she was lesbian or at the very least, bisexual. Working late one night on a very important deadline we both decided finally it was time to call it quits and go home . Being that it was way past dinner time and I was starving Dee asked if I wanted to come over to her place for dinner. I didn't feel much like cooking that night so I said OK. I drove my car and followed her to her apartment which was only two blocks from mine.

I was glad because this meant I didn't have to go far to get home. Dee told me to make myself comfortable while she whipped something up in the kitchen. Well I must have dozed off because I soon found Dee shaking me and telling me to wake up cause dinner was ready. I followed her to the table and prepared to eat dinner. Dee had broiled some steaks and fixed a wonderful pasta salad along with rolls and wine . I stuffed myself silly helped her with the dishes and prepared to go home. Dee asked me to stay and watch a movie with her so I said sure and settled down on the couch beside her. About ten minutes into the movie I noticed Dee moving closer to me on the couch then was needed and I started to inch away. She asked what was wrong and I told her she was starting to make me feel uncomfortable.

She then started to tell me how attracted she was to me and asked had I ever been intimate with a woman. I told her no and that I never wanted to be. Though I wanted to sound mean, my voice betrayed me and came out in a whisper. I hated to admit it but I was suddenly turned on by Deidre's sexuality. Her hair, lips, eyes and everything else seemed so perfect. I felt this strange urge to kiss her everywhere and have her do the same to me. Her hands reached towards me to open my shirt and even when I felt her fingers against my breast I didn't stop her. I wanted her to keep going. Soon her lips were tasting the places her hands had just been.

I bit my lip to silence a moan but I was unsuccessful. I then started touching her on all her most intimate places, and her breathing began to quicken. I was on a rollercoaster of emotions, but I didn't want to stop. When Dee moaned my name I started to jolt back to reality. What was I doing? I couldn't be gay was the first thought in my head, but then there is nothing wrong with pleasure. Deidre and I discarded all of our clothes and proceeded to enter her bedroom. She layed across her bed and beckoned me to join her.

I layed down beside her and stared at her face. She smiled a sexy smile and asked me was I afraid? Terrified I told her. It'll be ok, she assured me and started to kiss me ever so gently. She began to trail kisses down my body and stopped at my breast. She suckled each nipple gently then nibbled her way to my belly button. By this time I was ecstatic. She paused long enough to let me catch my breath then slightly spread my knees apart. She moistened the inside of my thighs with her tongue and worked her way inward to nip my clit with her teeth. I grab everything I can get my hands on to keep from pulling her hair out. She lapped at my intimate secret like it was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted. Deidre was about to bring me to a level of ecstasy I had never experienced with any man. I began to tremble uncontrollably and scream mercifully until it was all over.

I lay there in shock for about ten minutes before I was able to speak. I thought about what I was going to say to the first woman I had ever slept with. Dee asked me how did I feel. I told her I felt wonderful, and asked where did we go from here. She told me she didn't expect anything from me that I wasn't ready for. I asked her could we continue seeing each other, and she smiled and whispered gently in my ear "only if you can handle it".