I igured that if I was going to re-enter
this world then I might as well see where
else it could take me. I had this newfound
conidence to break down boundaries.
So I started chatting with this new married
guy. We talked about what we did for work
and where we lived, and it turned out he was
quite nearby.
This one time he had the day of work and
we were chatting for hours. Come the evening
he was still home alone and there was an
opportunity for me to get out of the house
and go see him. I was like, Wow, let’s try this
out! Let’s see what happens.
My husband was home from work by this
stage so I told him I was going to the gym. I
even set of in my gym clothes.
When I got to his house I mucked about
outside for a while, asking myself if I was
really going to do this. Eventually, I knocked
on his door.
Because we’d shared so much already, in
some ways it was like visiting a friend, except
this was our irst meeting. For a while we
stood around in the kitchen, chatting aboutour lives. It was pretty nervous talk – small
talk – but once we moved to the lounge things
started to warm up. We played a game of who
was the better massager, and from there we
took it to a bedroom.
On the bed, there was more massaging,
kissing. And then clothes started coming of.
After some touching he went down on me.
I was quite shocked but also excited at the
same time, partly because it had been a long
time since I’d had that done to me. When he
was inished I felt I should return the favour.
We had sex in the missionary position
because this was our icebreaker. I don’t think
either of us wanted to push each other to do
anything crazy the irst time. We climaxed
together and then took a minute to gather
ourselves before I knew I had to get going. I’d
been gone a couple of hours already – a pretty
long “gym session”.Driving home I felt in awe of what I’d just
done: I’d had sex with a guy I’d just met!
I’d never done anything like that before.DRIVING HOME I
FELT IN AWE OF
WHAT I’D JUST
DONE. WOW,
WHAT JUST
HAPPENED?