Anne and Spike

I have always liked Anne telling me about her sex life when I wasn't involved, this time was with a girl. 'Spike' was Jane's nickname, she used to work with Anne at a large office in Adelaide. Anne was the accountant and office manager, 'Spike' was an office junior clerk come general dogsbody. Though Anne and 'Spike' didn't have much to do with each other in the office, 'Spike' tended to look at Anne as a mother figure (though the age difference was less than fifteen years)often taking her personal problems to her. Even after 'Spike' left the company she would still phone Anne to talk over her problems. Anne was at work about two months after 'Spike' had left when her phone rang, answering it Anne found she had a tearful 'Spike' on the other end of the line apparently everything that could go wrong had and she was desperately in need of a shoulder to cry on. I got a phone call from Anne letting me know she would be late home that night, as she was calling in on 'Spike' as she was having "end of the world problems". Anne arrived at 'Spike's unit to find her still in tears her eye make up streaked down her cheeks and her eye's red, once inside Anne started to try and calm her down as 'Spike' went through her problems. They sat together on the sofa Anne's arm round her as 'Spike' rested her head on her shoulder, eventually the sobs subsided but the head remained on the shoulder before lifting to give Anne a kiss. The quick peck on the lips was followed by a longer deeper kiss, Anne supposed she could have pulled back and left but 'Spike' had always been a bit of a favorite while the worked in the same office, plus she wasn't adverse to contact with women. Anne had gone to an all girls school in England and had a 'special' friendship with a class mate that went on even after she married me. As 'Spike continued to kiss her she also started stroking her breast, at the time outside her blouse though when Anne didn't resist and started returning her kisses 'Spike' started undoing the buttons on her blouse. From what Anne later told me 'Spike' was pushing all the right buttons to arouse her and before she knew it her blouse was open to the waste and her front opening bra was undone, it was at this time 'Spike's' mouth left her lips to concentrate on her exposed breasts. Now one thing that always triggered a quick orgasm with Anne was having her nipples played with not too gently while her breasts were being squeezed, it appears that 'Spike' did everything right as the orgasm totally overwhelmed her so that her vaginal juices soaked her panties. It was about then Anne realised why 'Spike' had the butch haircut and preferred her nickname to Jane and was never seen with a boyfriend, she was a lesbian, something that wasn't discussed openly back then. Not that Anne had a problem with as she was quite happy sexually with women, as 'Spike' happily found out when her fingers found her clitoris even though at the time it was through the fabric of her panties. It wasn't long before the two of the were on 'Spike's' bed naked there hands and mouths exploring each others bodies. The bedside table contained a number of sex aids that 'Spike' was happy to find that Anne wasn't adverse to having used on her including a double ended dildo that they both got a great deal of pleasure out of. 'Spike' was also the proud owner of a long well muscled tongue that seemed to have a magical talent of making Anne orgasm time after time to the point she nearly passed out in ecstasy, something a guy had never been able to do before or since. By the time Anne was due to go home she was a worn out wreck and 'Spike' wanted her to stay the night, but Anne said she had to go but she'd keep in close touch in future a promise she kept.