The Meeting ~ part two

Tanya remembered where the towels and wash cloths were, grabbing them and proceeded to undress as though no one else was in the room. My apartment was small…a living room/bedroom, a small kitchen area and a tiny bathroom where even one person felt crowded. I wondered if the feeling of having to live in a cramped space had anything to do with her wanting to leave and to stay away for so long.

As she showered, Tanya hummed happy songs, which was her usual way, and it seemed as if she’d never gone out into the cold cruel world to find her own path. She was back (at least to visit). And, I needed to be happy with that. And, besides, just at the perfect moment, we’d now be able to explore (sexually) in a way we had talked about doing, years ago.

“How long are intending on staying,” I asked the naked goddess standing before me. “Is it just for the weekend? Did you get an extended time off from your job?”

As she dried her hair, she replied: “Oh, I have a week’s vacation. I hope that’s okay, Jim.” She looked at me with those beautiful brown eyes and I knew that if she had asked me to get fucked in the ass by a horse, I would have agreed to the plan. I could never refuse her anything when we were together. I didn’t have much money. And providing for two folks on the amount of money I was bringing home made things kind of tight. But, if she’d want a milkshake, I’d just jump into the car to pick one up and bring it back to her as though I was bringing her the Taj Mahal.

Tanya had never complained about anything up until she’d decided to go out on her own. She didn’t complain about having no phone or about only having a very limited number of clothes from which to choose. She never ate very much and was always happy with nearly anything I’d prepare for our meals….until that fateful night.

I had just come home from my job, as a clerk for a local bank, and when I walked through the door, there was Tanya, dressed in her overcoat with a bag packed. I asked her what was going on and she said she’s found a job in a nearby tow and would be in touch to give me the details when she’d settled in. Stunned, I stood with my idiotic mouth wide open as she walked out the door of the apartment.

Now, her unclothed roundness stood right in front of my face. And once more, I am stunned by her beauty and am once again finding myself at a loss for words. So, she spoke.

“I’ve got some money if you want to go out for a quick bite before we go to meet with your new friends,” she said, as she began to get dressed.

I felt lost and confused, thinking about her completely shaved body, the shape of it being of the perfect roundness that I so adore. With her dark brown hair laying on her shoulders brought back memories of all the amazing blow jobs she’d given. I wanted to grab her right there and then have sex, but I knew we’d better wait for tonight’s adventures.

After supper, as I drove us to the location of the swingers’ gathering, listening to the radio as Tanya sang along, she suddenly said, “I think this will be a good way to restart everything for us, don’t you?”

I agreed, as I always did.

Finally, we arrived, finding a parking space near to the door.

The hosts greeted us with hugs and kisses as we walked through the front door. It looked as though we were the last guests to arrive as Mr Wonder exclaimed, “Now that we’re all here, let’s all grab a drink and get this party started”

Once we had drinks (mine being a glass of champagne), we sat in a circle around a large bowl where each of us had a name inside. We were to pick a name and then go off with that person to have some fun sexual explorations. It’s good everyone was bisexual here or that really wouldn’t have worked very well.

Tanya picked the name of Gary, a young man in his 20s who looked like he worked out every second of every day. And, I picked Mr Wonder, himself (also known as Jim).

Now I’m in trouble. Here I am with very little male on male experience (just some mutual jerk off sessions). And, here I am supposed to be having sex with Jim. Oh, boy.

He and I went into a room right down the hall which was very dimly lit. I could see that was an easy chair and a table with nice, plush carpet on the floor. Jim smiled as he took me by the hand and pulled me closer. He gave me an amazing french kiss and…

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