The First Love Part III

We left off in The First Love Part II with Spencer and I meeting another couple named George and Hillary. Our first error there, I'd say, was meeting them on a swinging site. That didn't make them or their lifestyle bad, but it should have been an indication that they weren't looking for the same thing(s) we were, and our philosophies on "sharing" were going to be a lot different.

We initially met at a restaurant, and hit it off quite well. They were just a smidge older than us, but were physically attractive, funny and intelligent, and down to earth, with a nice family. And they weren't from the South, which gave us even more in common.

When I met George, I felt an attraction almost right away. He was just so cute, kinda' goofy, and I loved his eyes. He kept saying he loved my hair and was wanting to pet it, and said he'd love to help me wash it. [I hope that didn't mean he thought it needed washing.]

We all talked for quite awhile, had some beers, flirted with each other, and then decided to go back to our place to check on our doggy, who's health wasn't so good and couldn't be left alone too long.

At our place [someone got more beer on the way] we drank and laughed more, and things started to get a bit physical. Actually I thought Spencer and Hillary were ahead of us in that department. I could see them smooching some already. Mostly while that was going on, George and I were snuggling on the couch, and he kept saying "I'm the luckiest man alive" and he'd kiss me and we'd snuggle closer. I'm not sure why we had made that connection, but it definitely was there.

Spencer and Hillary went out onto the balcony [I think for Hillary to try to blow him in the dark out there] while George and I stayed on the couch. I was sure Spencer and Hillary were going to "do it" so I felt justified in moving on with George. Sooo, to Spencer's surprise, when he and Hillary came back into the apartment, George and I were engaged in making love on the living room floor!

Spencer wasn't upset, but was started. Hillary wasn't upset because they're swingers and used to spontaneous sex. George and I on the other hand were feeling much more emotional about the whole thing than we let on. He kept saying how sweet I was, and how next time we got together he'd make sure it was something special, "I promise." We were already smitten with each other though our spouses weren't the wiser.

As it turned out, Spencer and Hillary didn't go very far physically after all [Spencer had drank too much] so it was me who had thrown aside the reins and taken off on my own, with some emotional consequences still to come.

~Pym