Miss Henderson

The Encounter

A door swung open, and my mouth dropped.

“My oh my”

I gulped and my eyes widened. The sunlight all the sudden seemed to get darker and my throbbing headache was suddenly gone.

“M-M-Miss H-H-H-Henderson?”

I asked, my mouth suddenly feeling drier than ever.

She didn’t say a word. She was only wearing a robe. She made her way over to a closet and let the door slightly open.

When she came out again, she was wearing a black and white dress, it suited her well. She knew how to dress.

I couldn’t get my eyes off her.

She inhaled.

“Don’t. Ever. Call. Me. A. b***h. Again.”

She paused at every word.

I slowly shook my head.

“I won’t”

She walked over to the windows and looked out at the city.

“Can I ask you something?”

I managed to ask.

“Why not”

She looked at me sternly.

“How did I get here?”

She laughed.

“Of course, you were drunk out of your mind, so how would you know?”

She looked at my clothes, neatly folded on the chair next to her.

“You called me, by mistake. You thought I was a taxi service. But at the end of the call, you called me a b***h, again.”

The cover of the bed had made its way up to my face and I was mortified.

“Oh no. I’m sorry about that”

She bit her lower lip.

“I could hear you were drunk, and you made me mad, so I picked you up. I don’t know where you live so I brought you back to my place so you could sleep.”

A sigh of relief escaped my lips.

“Thank you, I am most grateful”

She snickered.

“Now you can leave and promise me you won’t call me again. And don’t let me see you before Monday morning, thank you very much.”

I quickly stood up from the bed, realising I was only in my boxers. Trying to cover myself, I made my way over to my clothes, hopping into them.

Bowing to her as I was leaving the room.

I stood outside of the room. Looking to my left and my right, not knowing where to go.

I slowly opened the door again and peeked inside. Miss Henderson was nowhere to be found.

I closed the door again and went to the right.

Suddenly I was inside her kitchen. And there she was making herself breakfast.

“Sorry, to bother you again, but where can I let myself out?”

I asked.

Making her turn and look at me.

“Over there”

She pointed at the main doors, and I blushed.

I let myself out and headed home, it was easier now than when I was drunk.

When I got home, I charged my phone, and it was blowing up. 17 missed calls and 8 text messages from Sam.

“Did you get home?”

“Hello?”

“Omg are you okay?”

“Please answer me”

“I’m losing my mind over here”

“BOBBY!”

“Are you dead?”

“Please don’t be dead”

I called her back.

“Holy f**k Bobby, where the hell are you?”

She sounded concerned.

“Hi, sorry my phone died. But I’m home now”

I answered trying to soothe her with my words.

“Home now? Where have you been?”

She asked sounding a little frustrated.

“Well... It’s a weird story. Can you meet for coffee in an hour? I’ll tell you all about it”

“Sure, usual place?”

“Yes of course”

I hung up the phone and hopped into the shower. Picked out a pair of jeans and a hoodie.

When we met at Benny’s Café, she hugged me tight. She had been so scared and thought that last night was the last time she saw me. I hugged her back and reassured her that everything was fine, that I was fine, and nothing had happened.

“What happened?”

She finally asked.

“Well, I tried to find my way home, but I was way too drunk, so I tried calling a taxi”

She listened and analysed every word I was saying to her.

“But I didn’t call the taxi service… I called my future boss. I asked her to come get me and well… called her a b***h again.”

She busted out laughing, holding her hands around her stomach, and trying to hold her balance so she didn’t fall off her chair.

“Omg Bobby, how the hell do you keep on begging this lucky”

The tears were streaming down her face, and she could not control her laughing. Watching her laugh about my situation, I couldn’t help but laugh to.

“Who calls their boss a b***h, not once but twice in two days”

We joked around for a while and when she finally composed herself, we talked a little more serious.

“What am I going to do? She probably hates me”

She looked out into the distance and then back at me.

“I don’t think she hates you, if she hated you, she wouldn’t have helped you. She would have let you sleep out on the street and only God knows if you still would be sitting her telling me about your unlucky situation”

I nodded.

“But I really do think that you should keep her head low from now on, and only speak when spoken to”

I nodded again and started thinking about how Monday was going to be like.

We drank out coffee and then I headed home.

I sat down at my computer and started to do some research about Miss Henderson. Her full name was Emelia Henderson, she was 29 years old, only a couple years older than me. Which wasn’t a lot, she had accomplished a lot in her last 9 years. She started working at the company when she was 20 and now, she was running it. Her father died when she was 16 and her mother was a drug addict, I felt sad for her, not having any family.

I looked at the clock, it was almost two in the morning. I closed my computer and headed to bed.

“I’ll rest tomorrow because Monday is going to be a long day.”

I thought to myself.

The next day I spent most of it in bed and when I finally got up, I went for a run. It was a lazy day. At 4’o’clock I got a text message from Sam.

“Are you alive?”

“Yes, what’s up?”

“Can I come over?”

“Sure”

“Great, I’ll be there in 10”

I automatically started to clean up after the mess I had created after doing nothing for a whole day.

I jumped into the shower rinsing the sweat off my body. When I was done, I tugged a towel around my waist and walked out the bathroom and into my living room.

I was almost at my bedroom door when I heart.

“Going to do a strip show for me?”

I made a small jump and turned my face toward the couch where Sam was sitting with a six pack of beer’s. Her face went bright pink and she looked away.

“You… you lost your…“

She couldn’t finish her sentence and when I looked down, I could see that I had lost my towel when I jumped up out of surprise.

Quickly I grabbed the towel and turned around, wrapping it securely around my waist again.

“Sorry”

I blushed and took at step toward my bedroom.

“Come on, grab a beer, I need to tell you something.”

She threw me a beer and when I grabbed it my towel once again found its way down onto the floor.

She looked down again and I once again swiftly wrapped it around my waist.

“If I didn’t know any better, I would be thinking that you wanted me to play with that shaft of yours”

She said and then laughed.

“Haha, verry funny. Well with my luck there out to be some shaft showings and some slip ups”

I rolled my eyes.

I sat down on the couch and popped open my beer. The beer ran cold down my throat. The chill of it made me close my eyes, enjoying every drop off it.

“I really needed this beer today; you are a total life savior”

When I opened my eyes, Sam was sitting a little closer than before and looking at me with a hint of excitement and fear.

“What did you need to tell me?”

“Well, first of all what do you think about me?”

I looked surprise.

“What do you mean?”

She blew out a small amount of air.

“What do you think about me?”

I shook my head.

“Well, I don’t know. You’re my best friend? You always know what to say to me, you always know what I need, for example this beer.”

She looked down at her thigh.

“What’s going on Sam?”

I asked her.

“Well… I have been thinking a lot about things lately. Well mostly since the day I thought you were dead.”

She nudged me in my upper arm playfully.

“I said I was sorry”

I answered and rolled my eyes at her again.

“And I was thinking….”

She said while her eyes were traveling all over the place, like she was analysing what the outcome of her next sentence would be.

“What were you thinking?”

I asked her again, I was getting piqued.

“Well... oh what the hell”

She said but didn’t continue.

“Must I really ask you aga…”

My annoyance was at the highest level and before I could finish my sentence I was met with a pair of lips.

Her lips froze a little on top of mine. My face went pale, and I didn’t know what to do. Without thinking about it my fight or flight instincts took over and I pushed her a couple centimetres away from my lips. While doing so I had forgotten that I was at the edge of the couch, which didn’t have any more centimetres. This resulted in that I ended on the floor and once again my manhood was exposed.

I looked slowly up at Sam, before I could say anything or even cover up, she was on the floor with me.

Her lips on my thigh, kissing and licking making me moan.

“Sam, what… ah”

I swallowed felling all kinds of horny and wrong.

The way her tongue moved up my leg I knew what she was going to do, and I couldn’t help myself but give in.

When her mouth reached my clockwork, I threw my head back and let out a moan.

“Oh god”

Her tongue moving playfully up to my shaft, kissing it, licking it, and appreciating it. Slowly she let the tip of my rod slowly into her mouth, taking her sweet time. Suddenly, she took it deep into her mouth making me moan loudly. She kept going faster and faster, her hand finding my clockworks. My breath growing heavier and the sensation inside my loins wanting to explode and then it finally did, deep inside her mouth I exploded all over it.

She looked up at me with a smile.

When I finally caught my breath a small part of me felt ashamed.

“What was that?”

Where the only three word’s I could manage to find.

“Well…”

She bit her lip and shrugged.

“I couldn’t find the words to say, how I feel, so I showed you”

She gave me a half smile, unsure of what I was thinking.

I swallowed again, my mind racing.

“And you felt like giving me…”

I stopped and gestured to the scene that had happened before.

She blushed and bit her lip again.

I was unsure of what to say in this kind of situation, and most of all I was a little uncomfortable because well… I was naked.

“Was it good?”

She asked in an innocent tone.

A small laugh escaped my lips.

“Of course, it did”

I said before I could stop myself making her smile from ear to ear. I was looking at the bedroom door thinking that I should get dressed, when I looked back at her she stood naked before me.

“Oh my god”

Was the only thing I could say. We had been friends for ever, but I had never seen her naked before, not even in a bathing suit.

She came closer towards me.

“Touch me”

She sounded horny, which made me horny. My shaft was in upright position.

She took my hand, placing it on her bare breast, squeezing my hand.

My other hand she slowly brushed her belly and moved it down to her slit. Moving it in a circular motion, making her softly moan.

My hands were suddenly not my own, it was like they had a mind of their own and did whatever it wanted. Grabbing her breast harder, moving faster around, making her moan a little louder.

“Oh, Bobby”

My lips were on her n****e biting, sucking. Putting her breast inside making her squirm.

She pushed me back and sat on top of me, pushing my rod inside of her, making both of us moan loud.

“Oh f**k”

“Oh god”

She started to ride me with a slow pace, out lips finding each other. Our tongues playing together. Moving faster until we reached the point of ecstasy together, we came clashing down in m each other’s arms, our lips finding each other again.

After a long silence she finally spoke.

“I’ve been dreaming about this for a while”

I looked at her.

“Me too”

I could feel my stomach turn inside out knowing full well that this was a lie.

Holding her in my arms felt wrong, she had been my best friend. It should make sense, a pair of best friends finally getting together but it didn’t, it was like I had just f****d my own sister.

After a while I stood up, went back into the bathroom, and hopped into the shower again. As I was thinking about what had happened, I hadn’t noticed that Sam had hopped into the shower to.

When her hands touched my stomach from behind, I once again froze in place.

I swallowed hard as I felt her hand slowly slide down to my member. Her hand rubbing it making it grow hard again. I slowly turned around and without hesitating she wrapped her legs around my waist and pushed it inside. To steady myself I pushed her against the wall. I thrusted inside of her, hard.

“Take me”

She cried out, while her mouth was on mine again.

I kept thrusting inside of her. It felt good, being inside of her, making her moan, making her cry out my name.

“Oh… God, Bobby. You’re amazing”

Making me feel like a god.

When we both reached the point of ecstasy and climaxed together I felt like I could do this all the time. The shame was still there but the sensation of making her squirm like this and call out my name with a tone of satisfaction… The thought made me horny all over again.

The rest of the day and night we kept on making each other climax in different ways and it was good.

At one point we must have fallen asleep because I was woken by my alarm.

I grabbed my phone to turn of the alarm. I got out of bed and hurried into the shower, picked out a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I went back into my bedroom and nudged her so she would wake up.

“I must go to work now, but you can stay… or leave... I don’t know this is kind of new for me”

She smiled.

“You go my hard-working man; I’ll be here when you come back”

And then she took a hold of my junk.

“Just remember that you’re mine now and you’ll never get rid of me.”

I gave her a soft smile, while thinking about how insane that sounded.

I ran downstairs, hopped on my bike.

On my way to the office, I grabbed a cup of coffee because of the lack of sleeping.

I finally got myself to the office and headed up to Miss Henderson’s office.

When I got there a woman dressed in red was waiting for me.

“Mr. Gould I presume”

She said with a dead serious face.

“Yes”

I gave her a smile and nodded.

“Follow me”

She started to walk down a narrow hallway at the very end there was a purple door.

“This will be your office. Whenever Miss Henderson need’s you, she’ll give you a call. Wait in here for further instructions.”

I nodded and went inside, I sat down at the desk and started to unpack my computer. When I was finished, I took in the view and drank my coffee.

The view was breath taking. The skies were blue and the people down on the ground looked like ants running around. I could get used to this.

I noticed another door that was on my left, but I didn’t really have the courage to move so I sat still and waited.

After two hours of doing absolutely nothing, my office phone rang. I picked it up.

“I need you in my office now”

A harsh voice said and I could only guess that it was Miss Henderson. I made my way down the narrow hallway and before anyone could say anything I opened the door to her office ant popped my head in.

My eyes widened. Miss Henderson was sitting facing the door, with her breast bare and aman was between her legs while her head was thrown back wards and the moans were so loud.

I swallowed and couldn’t take my eyes off of the site.

Her breast were beautifull, I wanted to hold them in my hands. I could picture myself between her legs making her moan as loud as this guy.

Suddenly I was pulled out of my fantasy when she climaxed hard and loudly, her eyes finding me and she whispered the words.

“My oh my”