Dark Satin.

Part 1.

12th of November, I remember it well. As though it was only yesterday.

I had been working part time for a courier company in the westend of London, simple job. Paid shit, but who was complaining any money was good money. Ever since I lost my job Ill take whatever come my way.

Been raining non stop now for 2 weeks, and more rain was on the way, I can believe it. Hell its Englanded after all, always be ready for a british summer.

More like winter if you ask me. Pissing wet through, full of cold, and bad taste of coffee in the mouth. Started early today, hoping for a early finish, yeah like that was going to happen any time soon. Still ''living the dream'' Georgina would say every time I passed the office to sign in. You knew from the minute you walked in the buliding she was on shift, her perfume scent filled the air. That and her pink Ford KA parking in the staff car park told me she was on shift. 23 or 24 I think she was, me I looked an old 40 year old what with my rough chin, stubble and grade one hair cut. Who would guess I was really 28. I hate to shave, to much time spent in the bathroom.

''Morning Ash'' Georgina said with that big smile, brown eyes that sucked you in. And the long brown hair pulled back, dont think I've ever seen her with her hair down before. Dame she was looking fine this morning, hell every morning she looks good. The other guys would tease her and ask her out on dates, I knew the type from a mile off. Married and bored and old enough to be her dad. Yeah some where my age, but they acted like they just walked out of the circus. Fucking clowns. ''Your manifesto for the day Ash, you not wanting to get paid?'' I laughed, ''Whats so funny'' she said ''If you dont get paid, how will you afford to take me out this Friday night?'' SHIT!!! did I really hear hwer say that, mustof done all the other guys in the room just gave me the look of death!! That look where they are thinking, you royal cunt!!! HA, Fuck you guys, you heard it right.

Taking the manifesto from her, she lent forward enough so that her cleavage was there right in my view. Very nice, looked to be a dark purple silk bra. Man alive she had great tits. Was I dreaming, did she really just say what she said. ''Sure, what time you want me to pick you up?'' I said. She looked at me with confused eyes, shit was I day dreaming again. Nope, ''What, your going to pick me up on your bike in this shitty weather?'' Right, yeah stupid me. ''Sorry, yeah your right. Ok where you fancy meeting for a drink?'' ''7 ok with you?'' Perfect, gives me time to wash up, lord knows when I last had a good shower!! ''Great, meet you in the 10 Bells?''

With that I was off, a day of dropping off parcels in rain that soaked you to thr bone. All day, all I could think about was her. I thought, no way was I in for a chance. But thanks be the god's ha, they kissed my butt this morning. Got back to the yard, her car gone. I signed out and on my way home. Pint of bitter before I get to my flat, might as well I do live above my local. The Archers on Osbourne Street, Whitechapel London. My mum thought it strange a Yorkshire man moving to London, and living in Whitechapel of all places. All the same it was home. Pint down, off for a shower. The hot water hit my chest, the steam fill the room. And all I could think of was her. My cock grew with every thought of her. I took my cock in my hand, slowly at first then with speed. I heard the door open, Shit that was that then. My s****r was back.

Getting out of the shower, looking for a towel. Sandy, my s****r was my twin. Would not think it looking at us both. She spent most of her life looking for James Bond!! If only she knew. I just got the towel and in she walked, ''Shit the bed Sandy, knock will you'', ''Sorry, thought you were out didnt finish again I see?'' Shit, I was still bl**dy hard.

That over with we sat down for tea.

11 o'clock, I headed for bed. Big day tomorrow, all I could think was her and me. I got into bed, man it was cold. Again I felt my cock get bigger with the thought of Georgina locking her lips on mine while our hands explore each other. I wrapped my hand around my cock, this time I would take it slow, take in every moment. I closed my eyes and saw her there naked, her breast so firm and round, her long hair covered one breast but exposing a nipple. Her body a perfect hour glass, skin so smooth. Her legs as perfect as I had pictured. I wanked my cock for what felt like hours. I must have drifted into a dream. So really it was I thought on waking up. The feel of her mouth around my cock, her wet pussy sliding up and down my cock. And her breasts so smooth, I can remember taking her nipple in my mouth my cock sliding in her pussy. My god, It felt so dame really, got to love them dreams, she took my cock and rubbing it up on her asshole. Tight as first, but with every movment of her hips. I could feel her ass holding my cock. My balls ready to empty in her ass, She could feel my cock pulsing. Off she got and took me in her mouth. So really.

Sandy was gone by the time I got dressed, how the fuck did she get a job working at MI5 I'll never know. Odd, her bed. It hand not been slept in. Either that or she is starting to make her bed.

It was my day off, and tonight was the night I get to be with her......