Dougie sat in his house bemused at the irony of it all. 20 years ago HE had been the appretice refrigeration engineer and he had fucked his best friend Simon. He reflected on how it had all happened.......
It was the final year of secondary school. Dougie had been born and raised in a market town ( some 15 miles from where he now lived). He was very popular at school...a natural athlete excelling in track and field events, captain of the school football team and an excellent swimmer. All of the girls flirted with him, but none interested him...until that final year when a new girl joined . Her name was Ayesha...and she was the most exotic creature he had ever seen. She stood around 5'10" tall, her skin the colour of pale caramel, her eyes almost as dark as her jet black hair. The first time he saw her...he mentally undressed her. Smoothest of skin, pert upturned breasts with small erect dark nipples, a very trim waist, flat stomach, flared hips, a peachy smooth firm arse, long toned legs reaching all the way up slightly parted at the top revealling a delightful pussy with trimmed pubes and delicate labia...oh fuck she was a walking wank fantasy. However she was also the coldest, most aloof person he had ever met and only befriended a couple of the senior girls. Dougie was hooked. His quest...to defrost the ice queen. He bided his time until the Xmas disco. She was obviously last in and made an entrance befitting of a superstar. Her jet black hair ( normally in corn rows and tied) was now swept from her beautiful angular face and piled atop her head. She never wore make up..but tonight she was made up like a supermodel..the smokey colours around her eyes acentuating their almond shape. Her full sensual lips painted an unusual gold/bronze colour...and she was wearing a gold evening dress, high collar, no sleeves , backless, figure hugging with one side slashed to mid thigh. She wore high stilletos making her 6'3" ...exactly the same height as Dougie. She looked sensatsional...and everyone stopped to admire her.
Dougie watched her every move and just before the last dance asked her to dance. It was slowish..and he held her as they had been taught in practice, hand on the small of her back, other in her hand held at traditional height. And then....it was last dance time. He asked for her to stay on the floor and she nodded ger approval. They danced...but this time...closer less formal. And all was going well...until he dropped his right hand just a tad lower..not quite on her arse...but heading there. Dougie was astonished when she not only removed his hand...but slapped his face! " Im not one of your town whores you can manhandle. NEVER touch me again" and she flounced off the dance floor. |
