I slowly pulled her skirt up and kept my hand on her bare thigh. She never stopped me and even spread her thighs more so that I could slide my hand up...to her pussy.When I reached her panties and rubbed my hand over her pussy, she gasped. I didn't stop and she pulled my head even tighter against her tits; I kept going. I slid my hand into her panties and rubbed her mound; it was so hot.I pulled my hand out of her panties and she stood up and slid them off. She sat back down and spread her legs.. 'Chloe...' I replied, floundering for words.'Oh my god Chloe!' Rachel exclaimed as she saw her friend at the doorway, 'you are not going to believe what has happened here!' And that was it, Rachel explained the situation, Chloe giggled, then chuckled and then laughed out loud. Rachel joined in and pretty soon both girls were rolling around, laughing at Rachel's clumsiness and the mess that had been made in the living room. At this point I made my excuses and retired to the front room to try and. It is like that for the better part of the day. I even have to slow down a bit because I'm causing myself to become overly aroused. At three, I call it a day. I don’t linger, not wanting to have theat “what’s your weekend plans” conversation with my co-workers. I just want to get home. By the time I do, I run upstairs and strip out of my clothes, leaving on just my nylons, knickers and heels. I grab my dressing gown and tie the draws loosely in a knot. It barely covers my arse, showing off the. I told Sue that I didn't think I would get home for at least another three or four weeks. Sue got quiet for a second or two and when I asked her if there was anything wrong, she asked me to be quiet and just listen to her for a minute or two. She said t she had been thinking about some things and wanted to discuss them with me. Sue said she knew I loved her more than anything, adding she felt the same towards me. She told me that she knew that we had agreed to always swing together, never.