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hotdreamer1000 60M
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10/17/2006 8:59 am

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Basement Benefits


Someone asked on another post how long a friendship with benefits could last. I couldn't really comment because I only ever had one and she became a FWB after we split up having dated seriously for two and a half years. But it brought back a good memory and it's a good story so I'm sharing.

At the time she was the love of my life, lets call her Liz. We were too young to understand that love doesn't mean you have to share the same views on everything, I guess I wanted to control her a bit (silly boy) and she was insecure about not being taken seriously so it got to the stage that whenever we disagreed we fought. She ended it gently, the kindest I have ever been dumped to this day, and by that time we had tried as hard as our young hearts knew how to make it work, but I knew she was right.

But fate conspired to send me to university in the same town where she still lived with her parents and it wasn't long before our paths crossed.

Now we didn't have to behave like a couple the old passions soon resurfaced, and before I knew what a lucky guy I was she had proposed an arrangement. I could visit for sex whenever I liked! I know! In those days no one knew one day there would be sites like this and "nice girls" didn't do that kind of thing. But she was as nice as they get, and it was her idea.

Her parents lived in a victorian town house near the city centre, one of those narrow three story buildings that has a basement with railings and an open area to the street. Her room was in the basement, and if you climbed the railings you could climb down the fire escape and be let in by the basement door to her room. Her idea was that she would be my unpaid ; it sounds dreadful, but she really got off on it. I could go out with my university friends while she worked on her final year school exams, and then at the end of the evening I could knock gently on the door. Her parents would be upstairs asleep, and I could stay till first light, then slip back to my college unseen.

I still get turned on thinking about how I used to spend the evening in the pub with my best friend talking about life the universe and everything, knowing I could drop by Liz's place on the way home. She was the first girl I ever had sex with - we tried to teach each other everything we could and had some amazing times together. The FWB period was wierd though, we were both going through changes, but what stays with me is the look in her eyes every time she let me in the door, amazed to see me there, hungry for sex, still loving at the same time. Also the incredible feeling of slipping naked into her already warm bed, feeling that first soft touch of skin on skin. Sometimes she was already asleep when I arrived unexpected, but she was never anything but ready for me.

One time we nearly got caught when her parents came back from a party at two o'clock in the morning and we heard her father coming down the stairs. When we heard the front door open she remembered they had gone out.
"He'll come down to say goodnight," she wispered. I was terrified, her parents liked me, but I didn't think her Dad would like me screwing his baby , even though she was eighteen by then. Parents attitudes were different back then. Moments later we heard him coming down the stairs.
"Goodight Dad," she said, as I held my breath.
"Goodnight," came back through the door after a pause that naerly killed me. And he walked back upstairs. Maybe he knew more than we gave him credit for.... I don't know.

Another time I got stopped by the police, climbing out of the basement at four in the morning.
"And what's goin' on 'ere then?" said the policeman, sounding like a spoof from a TV comedy.
I couldn't say I'd just been visiting my gilrfriend - he would have been bound to knock on the front door and check it out, so I said I was on my way home and I'd dropped my glove and had to climb down to get it back.
He looked at me for a few seconds, then seemed to decide I was OK because he said,
"Get off 'ome quick then," and wandered off.

When Liz went to university the next year we kept in touch but didn't see each other for a long time. Then one year she invited me to a New Year party. I drove over and she told me I could stay so I could have a few drinks. By this time her parents had moved and she had a bedroom on the first floor. She put my things in one down the corridor. When everyone else had left I said goodnight, that I'd had a good time and went to bed. Not long later she came into my room and said would I like to go to hers, just to talk. Now I'm thinking about it, I remember she changed a lot after university; she said she didn't enjoy it much like most of us did and had lost a lot of confidence. But that night it all came back to her, I remember saying did she really want to talk and she said,
"Yes but I was kind of hoping you'd make love to me too," and we spent the night remembering all the ways we used to turn each other on.

We both went to work in London, and stayed friends, saw each other for lunch now and again, but one day we had a stupid fight over a memory we disagreed on, I still don't know how it happened, but it was never the same again. We both got married, mine didn't last, and we gradually lost touch.

I often think about trying to get back in touch, but I think these things are best left. Its a wonderful memory of a formative experience.
When we first got together her room was at the top of the house, and to this day I still get a bit excited by attic bedrooms!

sassicat 55F

10/17/2006 12:11 pm

makes you appreciate the builders'.....
cheers to them

when you see a chance, dig your spurs in and ride


hotdreamer1000 60M
11652 posts
10/19/2006 5:29 pm

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That's so right K, - "reopening them has left them in my heart," I can't believe how well that expresses it. And yet somehow, painful though it is, that's where I want them.


hotdreamer1000 60M
11652 posts
12/7/2006 3:01 am

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I don't think you are harsh Bev, but this was love, and though we broke up over twenty five years ago, I still love this woman. She has a great career, husband and family, and I am happy for her, but as I said in my post about distance and commitment, I would still cross the world for any of the women to whom I have said "I love you."

I also see an interesting contrast between your comment here, and your other recent comment when you say I need to put the past behind me. If love is eternal, then you can't put it behind you can you?

Or have we miss understood each other? I welcome your further thoughts and insights.


hotdreamer1000 60M
11652 posts
12/7/2006 4:40 am

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But Bev that would mean no two people who love each other would ever break up. That's a lovely idea, but I don't think it holds true in life.
I think I must be misunderstanding you somewhere...LOL


hotdreamer1000 60M
11652 posts
12/7/2006 4:03 pm

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well let's just say I am really enjoying working on it! LOL

Thanks for coming by again, don't stay away too long.


hotdreamer1000 60M
11652 posts
12/8/2006 2:04 am

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I am honoured. Seriously. No really. Oh shit I can't stop this sounding sarcastic. I'm going to have to delete it now. "But then she won't know you felt honoured Dreamer"
Well I don't know what to do now.....
"Just leave it, people will think it's funny, and realize how easy it is to misunderstand when there's no body language and tone of voice to help."
I'm not sure I would hate her to feel confused...
"Tell her she's beautiful."
There's no question at all about that.


zandigal 55F
13002 posts
1/10/2008 4:56 pm

a friend recently asked my why I was in his basement.... couldn't believe he didn't know the answer to that.

did you see your notes at the island, Dreemy?


Respond to every call that excites Your Spirit
~Rumi


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zandigal 55F
13002 posts
1/10/2008 4:58 pm

my first fwb lasted 15 years...he had basement too...even way down here...

Respond to every call that excites Your Spirit
~Rumi


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hotdreamer1000 60M
11652 posts
1/11/2008 7:00 am

    Quoting zandigal:
    my first fwb lasted 15 years...he had basement too...even way down here...
I like it when people come and skulk down in my basement....it's almost like a secret island, but more risky....you think no one else is watching, but you never know who might come in at any moment, lol.


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