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A Good Time Was Had
A Good Time Was Had A Good Time Was Had “Let me just come out and say it...Serina... I, haven't had sex with anybody but you and myself since Tom made me, you know.” Vanessa whispered, as her eyes welled up with tears, that were eager to ruin her make-up. “The only person I feel I could tell is you.” I paused, not knowing what to say. That's when Eric came over to our table to say hi, and get introduced to my friend. “Hi! Long time no see, who's your friend?” Eric asked, not wasting any time. He didn't remember my name, but I know he sees thousands of women a week. They all, or at least most of the aggressive ones, make passes at this handsome hunk of a man. He looks a lot like Chris Hemsworth, The guy who THOR in the recent movies. “Hello yourself, Eric. This is my good friend Vanessa, and I'm Serina. But I'm sure you remembered.” Vanessa reached out to shake his hand. He took her hand into his, but, instead of just shaking hands, he bowed to her, kissing the back of her hand. The surprise of his slick move, broke her mood, and her tears hid themselves from her mascara. Eric is a nice guy, kind, and a gentleman. He doesn't do it as an ice breaker, he just likes to do it, it's his trademark. His arrival gave me a few moments to process Vanessa's news. He looked her in the eyes and said,to me. “Of course I remember your name. Who could forget you.” To her he says “ And you, Vanessa, I'll never forget.” He then faced me, winked, giving a slight nod. He told me with those moves, and his eyes, that he knew she was sad. That was his way of, maybe, cheering her up. “Well got to get ready for the night rush. If you lady's will forgive my departure.” He announced, turning to walk away. “Bye for now.” Watching, as his he walked away, each of us grabbing at our beers, to take a drink. We turned to one another, rose a toast, clicking our mugs. Both of us giggled, knowing what the other was toasting to.” I wonder if he would do a three some?” I asked her. Beer went up her nose, but didn't spray out her mouth. “Not fair", she says, whipping the beer as it dripped from her nose. After a short moment, her mood got somber again, as she resumed her confession. “I've tried to have sex, but I just can't relinquish myself to be vulnerable again. I'm afraid. I don't know what to do. Since you helped me before. Thank you again, it was such fun getting my revenge. I thought you could advise me on this too.” I took another drink of beer, and stroked my hair, giving her dilemma some thought. Then, like an epiphany, I had an inspiration. “Why don't I call some guys I know, invite them to join us here, and if things click, well, we'll go to my house and have a little orgy.” Vanessa's jaw dropped, as her eyes opened wide, in shock. There was a long pause, then she closed her mouth, took another drink, and said. “That's a great idea, do you think your friends will go for it?” she asked. “Well we're not going to tell them of our plan. I'll just call them and ask them out. They know I'm not shy about doing this, so they won't have a clue. They're both safe and SD free, so at the least, we'll have a fun time here. You sure you don't mind?” “No, no it sounds grand, please call them.” she said, pleadingly. I took another mouthful of beer, grabbed my purse, and headed outside to call, and have a smoke. I have just enough time before diner is served. Pierogies get tough when they cool down, or get microwaved, to rewarm them. I knew just the guys to call, who wouldn't miss a chance to please me. Travis and his roommate are serious gamers and don't play the field like lots of other boys I know. I know they have good manners, and fair sexual skills. We wouldn't be disappointed if things got personal,later. I lit my cigarette, pulled out my phone, looked up Travis' number, and waited for him to answer. I was crushed when his voice mail recording began. My plan was unraveling at the seams. Then, before I could leave a message, he answered his phone. “Well, Serina, to what do I owe this honor?” Travis asked, sincerely. “I haven't heard from you since the open pit barn&band concert.” “I've got a new friend with me, and we're here at Woodpeckers, and she suggested we get some guy company, and I thought of you and Craig, we're not hunting tonight. We want somebodies we can count on. You two busy tonight, besides with your games? You could use a break anyway, our treat.” I was doing my best to convince him to accept my offer. I heard him talking it over with Craig. That's good, Craig was there too. Soon he was back talking to me, telling me it would take about 45 minutes for them to get there. “Thank you, thank you thank you. You won't regret it, you or Craig. See you soon, with a big hug. I took two more hits off my cigarette, crushed it in the ashtray, on my way back inside. The waitress was just bringing out our appetizers I had forgotten about. I told her to bring us another plate, please. I gave Vanessa a big smile, with a thumbs up. She smiled back with two thumbs up. We shared the deep fried pickles and the sloppy fries, and I told her all I knew about Travis and Craig. I even gave her her choice of guys, if she wanted. Or we could just make it a foursome, with no commitment to either guy. We were finishing our diners when Travis and Craig showed up. I made the obligatory introductions, and walked to the bar to apprehend two more beer mugs, leaving Vanessa in good hands. A good time was had by all, for the remainder of our evening at Woodpeckers. Craig was the only one who wouldn't get up and sing. Lots of laughs and fun for everyone. When it came time to go home, I excused Vanessa and I, taking her to the “non-pecker room”. That's what they call the ladies bathroom. The man's bathroom is is called the “pecker room”. Go figure. After getting rid of our beers, while we checked our make-up, I asked Vanessa. “You want to take them to my house for awhile, or maybe the night? I wouldn't mind, but your choice of doing it, and which guy you want, or neither.” She looked at me, took my hand, squeezed it and said, yes. So we got back to the boys, asking them if they'd like to continue the fun at my house. Their eyes lite up, and I said, follow us, as I curled my index finger numerous times in a , come hither, motion. Soon we were pulling up in front of my home, with the guys right behind us. Next This Is Different good sex is good sex. it doesn't matter where it comes from.[/COLOR |
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Your stories are so hot and sexy like you
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Keep 'em cumming, Serina! Looking forward to part 3.
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