The following is the first of what may be a few stories that aim to both titillate the reader and also inform her about the nature and character of the author's fantasies and the potential paths of his sexual explorations. As such, they reveal inner desires that may yet manifest as false, but which, at least in their telling, leave him profoundly exposed. So, please handle with care.
Part 1
The months have passed seeing our trio indulge in all manner of fun both sexy and vanilla. We've found attraction and affection and have grown to regard our relationship with a little less amazement for existing and a little more comfort having an expectation of its persistence.
In the warm light of that confidence, Abby decides to reprise an old idea. She's recently encountered several massage therapists. Amongst them, Michael has wonderful strong hands and an inquisitive personality that's left Abby wondering at herself for revealing so much information while lying prone on the massage table. She hasn't yet told him about Ericka, but he has a pretty good idea that some of her Saturday nights have been exciting even by this city's standards.