Crossing the Line
Author's Note: Dedicated to a friend of mine, she knows who she is. Also I am dyslexic so bare with me, have done as best i can with spell check etc. Thanks Cath lay in bed looking at her phone screen, or rather the background screen . It had been nearly half an hour since he last massaged and she wondered had he gone to sleep. Her phone was the only thing lighting the room as she otherwise lay in complete darkness. She was waiting for her friend Neil to message back. She had known him a few years now and they had worked together for most of that. She had always liked him but never really acted on it as he was in a relationship. However he had recently revealed that he fancied her and had always done so, but for obvious reasons never acted on it. Neil was still unfortunately in a relationship but after a lot of talking with Cath they had discovered something about themselves, never once raised in their years of friendship. Neil had told Cath he was very much into bondage and as conversations progressed it became obvious Cath had a fascination with this to and they had begun to share their inner most fantasies with each other. They both realised that nothing could ever come of this and had agreed as long as it stayed as conversation it would be treated as a bit of fun and they would both just enjoy this new if not slightly forbidden experience. ...