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Sara’s Secret

This Story is rated 'Adults Only' for its sexual content.

Sara was sitting at work lost in thought. She worked at the local cleaners, so needless to say, there was always plenty of time to think, but on this particular day there was only one thing on Sara’s mind, and one thing only…….Julie.

Sara had herself very confused and she wasn’t one to be confused about anything. She was always sure about who she was and where her life was going, and never really ever had any regret. She had been feeling sick and almost angry inside ever since yesterday evening.

She had left work, gone and grabbed a bite to eat, and stopped by the local video store, on her way home for a relaxing night by herself. Her best friend, Julie, was out of town on business, and so they weren’t hanging out together as often as they were used to.

Julie was a successful business woman. Always put together well, every hair in place. A very confident and drop-dead-gorgeous, go-to gal. Sara and Julie had been friends ever since they were crawling and there wasn’t one thing that happened in either of their lives, that the other wasn’t witness to. They knew everything about each other ………well, ALMOST everything.

Sara pulled into her apartment building, gathered her things, and started up the stairs, when she heard a familiar laugh coming from below her. She peered down and saw Julie out on her patio, chatting and laughing with someone. At this time, Sara was confused. Who was this guy? What was he doing there? and Why didn’t she call me to let me know she was back in town?

Not saying a word, Sara went inside her apartment as if she hadn’t seen anything out of the ordinary. She immediately started to laugh at how immature she felt she was being about the whole situation. Pretty soon after changing her clothes and finishing dinner, Sara peeked out her door and looked down towards Julie’s patio. Why not go down there and say “Hi”? Why was I being so rude? Sara asked herself. Julie was nowhere to be seen. “It will be fine,” Sara told herself. “I’ll go down there, ask her how her trip was, he’ll be gone, and Julie and I will spend the rest of the night watching movies and talking about her trip.”

But something deep inside Sara, was making her angry. Why was he here to begin with? What was he saying that was so funny? I thought I was the only one that could ever make her laugh like that. Well, since Sara was starting to feel this way, any smart person would go back inside, go to bed, and try to sleep off these outlandish thoughts. But Sara felt she wouldn’t be able to sleep unless she knew for sure that Sara and Julie, best friends for life, were still “Sara & Julie.”

Sara reached Julie’s apartment and began to pound on the door. Julie answered finally, wearing nothing but a tank top and a pair of lacy panties. The sight of this nearly made Sara forget what she had come down here for in the first place. God, she was beautiful, Sara thought to herself. Beautiful, plump, pouty, lips, rosy cheeks, dark, brown hair with spiral curls spilling over her soft shoulders and piercing green eyes that could stop time dead in it’s tracks. After a few seconds lost in thought, Sara went right back to being angry. Instead of keeping her composure and making small talk as usual, it was almost as if someone else were talking for her, Sara simply blurted out, “ When the hell did you get back in town and why didn’t you call me?” Julie looked at Sara as if she didn’t even know her.

“Where do you get off with the attitude?” Julie fired back. “What’s wrong with you?” Sara was standing there speechless for a second as if SHE didn’t even know who she was. All of a sudden, eyes welling up with tears, all Sara could muster the courage to say was, “ Who is he?” Julie was upset now at the rude welcoming she had just received and simply said, “ Oh, pleaseeee! Give me a break…I don’t have time for this right now.” Then without another word from either one of them, Julie shut the door in Sara’s face.

Like a dog with it’s tail between it’s legs, Sara slowly walked up to her apartment. She tried to sleep, but ended up tossing and turning in bed, mentally beating herself up, replaying all of tonight’s fiasco over and over again. Why was she so angry? How could she do that to her best friend? Didn’t she have any sense about her? She had never in all 27 years of knowing Julie, ever dealt with any kind of situation like this. What was wrong with her? Why was she so unsure of everything in all her life in just a few hours time? Then once again, her outlook on everything did a total 180.

All Julie had to do was call. And if this guy didn’t mean anything or wasn’t a “big deal”, then why didn’t Julie tell her about him? Or better yet, introduce them? It was almost like Julie had stopped caring about her best friend. Like she didn’t even exist anymore. Was this the end of their friendship?

Sara’s eyes teared up and the next thing she knew, her alarm was going off to start another work day. Apparently, Sara had cried herself to sleep and didn’t even realize it. Sara got ready for work like every other morning, except this time with blood shot eyes, and a stomach pain that just wouldn’t go away. She was miserable. Never in a million years did she see this coming.

Now, here she was at work, with nothing else on her mind except for the obvious. Sara looked down as the alarm on her watch went off. It was time for lunch. The last thing Sara was thinking about at a time like this. She immediately ran to her purse, grabbed her cell, and started to dial Julie’s number. No answer.

Sara figured Julie was in one of her meetings, so she decided to give her some time and then she would try her again. About 20 minutes later, as Sara was pulling away from the local deli, her phone rang. Sara frantically fumbled through her purse, to find her phone. She was glad no one else was around to see this, because she looked like a teenage girl racing to the phone, hoping it was her crush on the other end. Finally, finding it, Sara looked at the phone…..it was Julie.

“Hello?” Sara said, with almost a hint of shock. “Hey”, the tender voice on the other end replied. Sara half-smiled at the sound of Julie’s voice. It was almost as if nothing had happened. “Do you wanna come over for dinner tonight?” Julie asked. “We need to talk.” “Sure”, Sara replied. “What time?” “Is 7 alright?” Julie asked. Was 7 alright. Was she crazy? Did she even have to ask? Sara thought. “Sure, I’ll be there.” she finally replied. “Alright, see you then.” Julie hung up.

Sara tried to think on the bright side. Was she just going to give her a little scolding and things would be back to the way they always were? “Give me another chance.” Sara said to herself. “Just one more.” Sara kept it out of her mind until it was time to head home. When she got there, she went inside, showered, stepped into a tank top, sweats, and flip-flops, grabbed a movie, and headed down to Julie’s. Julie answered the door, still in her work attire, with the light scent of vanilla perfume still left on her from a long days work. This brought an unfamiliar calming over Sara and a smile to her solemn face. Julie smiled back, and let her in.

Everything was quite at first. Julie was in the kitchen, slaving away at whatever fine dining she had planned for them. Sara flipped through channels on t.v, trying to think of something to say to break the iceberg that had seemed to be building between them. Julie from the kitchen called out, “Dinner’s almost ready. Just ten more minutes.” “I’m going to take a quick shower.” “Ok”, Sara called back. Everything seemed to be growing more familiar every minute. “This may be a better night than I had thought”, Sara said to herself.

Ten minutes later, just as she said, Julie came walking out of her bedroom towards the kitchen. She was wearing nothing but a pair of tight shorts and a lacy cami top. Sara watched her stroll down the hall towards her, trying to keep her jaw from hitting the floor. Julie had legs that could go on for miles, beautiful, caramel-colored skin, that only glistened even more when fresh out of the shower. Hair still wet, and no makeup, Julie looked like one of the Greek goddesses people only read about. Julie caught Sara staring and asked, “Is there something wrong?” Coming back down to earth, Sara replied, “God no….I mean, no sorry, I’m just tired I guess.” Julie gave Sara a I’m-not-buying-any-of-it smile, and continued to the kitchen. She set the table, lit a candle, but instead of fixing their plates, Sara found Julie heading towards her to sit next to her on the couch.

Julie said nothing. Just sat there, smiling crookedly at Sara. “What?” Sara asked, returning the coy grin. “ I just want u to know, Mark is just a friend,” Julie replied. “We have been working together on a project at work.” “There’s a big presentation coming up and…..” Sara interrupted Julie almost immediately. “You don’t need to explain yourself.” “ I was wrong….let’s just leave it at that.” With that, Sara got up and started walking fast towards the kitchen, like an animal trapped in a cage. Much to her surprise, Julie was right behind her, keeping up.

Julie grabbed Sara’s arm, turning her around to face her. “Why don’t you just admit it?”, Julie asked coyly. “What?”, Sara asked, playing dumb. “That your in love with me!” Julie smiled her beautiful smile and winked at Sara, almost as if they were playing a game and Julie was obviously winning. Without a word or hesitation, Sara grabbed Julie and lifted her up onto the countertop. Without a care in the world, Sara cleared off everything on the counter with one swift swing of her arm. She didn’t know where to begin. She was starving, and Julie was an all-you-can-eat buffet. She began tearing off Julie’s lacy top, exposing those heavenly breasts, that up until this moment, Sara could only dream about.

Starting at the nape of the neck, Sara planted soft, wet kisses on Julie, as if she was drawing a magical map with her lips, of all her future destinations. The taste of Julie’s skin was sweet, and Sara wasn’t sure it was possible to ever get enough. Running her tongue down to Julie’s breasts, Sara softly ran her fingertips down Julie’s back, while Julie lightly tugged on Sara’s golden hair. Julie moaned softly and wrapped her legs around Sara’s waist. Sara sucked on Julie’s hard, erect, right nipple, while rolling the left one between her fingertips, making sure to give it equal attention.

Continuing her journey, Sara’s tongue resumed tracing Julie’s heavenly body down to her belly button, while her fingertips began to spread Julie’s legs and explore her inner thighs, leading to her sweet, wet mound. Everywhere her fingertips had lightly caressed, Sara replaced with her tongue, along with soft kisses, continuing her sensual path to Julie’s buried treasure. Julie moaned and whispered, “ Oh, Sara, I’ve waited so…..” Sara reached up and shushed her with her finger on her wet, pouty lips. “ Close your eyes.” Sara said softly, “ and let me taste and get lost in every inch of you.” “ Oh, god, please yes, make love to me.” Julie moaned.

Sara traced Julie’s inner thighs with her tongue, trying to take her time, but finding it hard to do when it was like Julie’s sweet nectar, that was traveling down them was calling her name. Sara reached up and placed two fingers in Julie’s mouth for her to suck on, while she rubbed on her hot, wet, pulsating nub, that had been longing for Sara’s attention for twenty-seven years.

Julie’s clit was now becoming swollen and hard, and Sara knew Julie’s vaginal volcano was fixing to erupt. But Sara wasn’t going to give in that easily. She wanted Julie to remember this night for the rest of her life. Sara took her lubricated fingers out of Julie’s inviting mouth, and placed them inside her one at a time. Pumping harder and faster with every passing second, Julie was finding it hard to hold it in much longer. She finally screamed out, “ Oh yes!, fuck me, fuck me…..don’t ever stop!” “OOOOhhhhh.” Sara brought her mouth back down to Julie’s pulsating, hot, swollen nub, and began drinking juices, once again with fingers still pumping in and out of her hotbox. Julie’s hips were bucking by now and it was hard to keep her on the counter. Julie’s sweet juices exploded in Sara’s mouth, and it was all Sara could do to lap up every bit that was spilling over Julie’s fleshy folds.

Sara cleaned Julie’s hot, wet, pussy up by lapping up all of her sweet nectar and cream. Legs still shaking, Julie slowly leapt off the countertop. She was gasping for breath and looking at Sara wild-eyed. She said, “ Now it’s my turn to show you, my love.” Sara looked up at Julie with the biggest smile, “ You love me, too?” she asked in shock. Julie leaned forward and gave Sara one of the deepest, most sensual kisses either one of them had ever received in their lives. She looked into Sara’s eyes and said simply, “ For the last twenty-seven years.” Sara didn’t care about anything else at that moment. “ Let’s eat.”, Sara said. Julie smiled, got dressed and they sat down at the table and dined. Julie looked at Sara and smiled, “ I cant wait for dessert.” Sara, playing dumb, asked, “ What’s on the menu?” Julie looked over at Sara with a coy smile and replied,” Your wearing it.”

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