Sometimes I am a dope. I’ll get to that in a bit. I just need to share a little story with you first.
I met Bethany through an adult dating site. She and I shared a few e-mails, and a couple of phone calls before we decided to meet in person. I found myself in a situation where I could not leave my house, and she agreed to meet me there. As I mentioned previously, I knew she was married, and that she had chosen to see men without her husband’s knowledge.
We agreed that it would be a short visit because she had prior commitments. In our conversations, we agreed not to have sex when we first met. I decided not to seduce her for sex (Unlike I did with Jolene), but I intended to seduce her into wanting to come back and enjoy sex with me.
We met. I was surprised to find her attractive as I did. It wasn’t because she had a model’s figure or a cover girl face. It was because she just had that something about her that I find attractive. Yes. I was seriously considering changing my mind about having sex with her before she had to run do her thing for the night. The TV was on with my favorite football (American Style) team playing. I turned completely to face Bethany and talk to her making plenty of eye contact.
The conversation came easily, perhaps naturally. The topics varied as we flitted from topic to topic. Including what each of us wanted in a partner. I did not withhold who I was and want I wanted. I was completely honest that I did not want monogamy. I was completely honest that I had no desire to try and fuck every woman in a 50 mile radius. I could say I don’t have that kind of time (who does?). No, I know that I want at least a little connection with the women who come to my bed (or couch, or kitchen, or bathroom, or garage, etc. etc. etc.).
I was going to show Bethany my full profile on the adult site. She had not seen the pictures I had posted there. I stood, but I stopped and let her know I wanted to kiss her. She agreed. We kissed. There was definitely shyness in the kissing, and there was definitely a spark. She didn’t keep her lips against mine, but turned her head and let my lips move to her neck.
Ah. Yes, letting me know something she liked and desired. I was more than happy to comply. There was no way I could leave a visible mark on her. That would cause far too many complications. I could definitely enjoy arousing her through this sensitive skin. My teeth gently scraping, my tongue licking, gently and carefully sucking, I went to her neck and she held me there.
In moments she is sitting on the couch again, my lips remaining fixed on her neck as she clearly indicated she wanted. I was on my knees in front of her, my arms around her back, pulling her body close to mine. Pressing against her. I must have done something right, because she lifted her shirt, and pulled her bra back, offering her nipple to my eager lips.
I have to interrupt here and tell you that I still believed she and I were not going to have sex on this first meeting. I am pretty sure my female readers have guessed what I had not managed to catch onto yet.
To be continued in First Sex With Bethany Part 2