I'd had a crush on my best friend for as long as I could remember. She was about my height had long blonde hair and the most amazing blue eyes that you could just sink into. I had never told her any of this of course - she had a boyfriend who she appeared to love.

On boozy night out with her, I ran into a old girlfriend from when I was at uni; someone Lucy knew nothing of. I went over to talk to my ex fully aware that Lucy was watching my every move.

As the night wore on and the alcohol flowed, I got more touchy with my ex. I could tell Lucy didn't like it. After all, she had no idea I was a lesbian. She obviously thought it was the wine I was gulping down.

Finally, I decided enough was enough and told Lucy that I thought we should leave. As we were leaving, my ex kissed me hard on the lips. I could feel Lucy's glare on my back but on the taxi ride to her flat nither of us said a word.

As the taxi slowed outside her flat she took my hand and said "I think we have some catching up to do." before pulling me out the taxi. Once in her flat I didn't know what to say to her. I just kept babbling, trying to explain what had just happened. She vanished into her bedroom and I thought it was because she was angry with me. I was in for a surprise.

Lucy walked out of her bedroom in a red silk dressing gown and unfastened it to reveal her large full breasts and erect nipples. I longed to touch her. I could imagine running my tongue around them and sucking on them.

I looked her up and down, taking in her flat stomach complete with naval ring. My body was aching for her. She was so close to me that I could tell she was wet. She was almost pushed against my body, sending shivers down my spine.

Even though she was there for me, I couldn't make the first move. I knew she had to, to show me it would be OK for me to do what I'd been fantasising about for almost two years.

She unbuttoned my shirt, running her fingers down my body and resting them on my jean zipper. I gulped. I needed her now - I couldn't let it go this far and her back out.

I took her hand and kissed it letting it linger, then pulled her closer to me kissing her neck. We slowly moved towards her bedroom while I whispered all the things I was going to do to her. She purred into my ear, moaning slightly as my tongue flicked against her nipple.

I moved down her missing her wet cunt. As I did this, she cried out thrusting towards me. I gave in and gave her what she wanted. My tongue lapped in her juices until she was finally coming, pulsating around my tongue.

Once she had recoverd she returned the favour letting me quickly know this wasn't the first time she had done this.

After that night things have never been the same. I got the girl of my dreams and every time we make love, it's still as amazing as the first time. Let's just say that I now believe that jealousy isn't such a bad thing.....