by Rain, Renee
“I’m sorry,” he was panting trying to catch his breath, “I meant to pull out.” He asked me if I was on the pill and all I could do was laugh. “It’s a little too late to inquire about that don’t you think?” When he told me that Rachell kept Plan B in the guest bathroom, I thought I’d choke. I told him that I was on the pill. “Look, don’t play with me. My wife would kill both of us if I got you pregnant.” His tone was serious as he looked at me with sternness. The lust and passion had been turned off. With an attitude I told him that I was on the pill. I slid to a dry spot on the bed and tucked a pillow under my head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be so harsh sounding.” He kissed the back of my neck. I turned to face him and he continued kissing my neck. He must have thought another personality stepped out when I told him to never speak to me in that tone again. “I won’t,” he replied as he stopped kissing me and stared at me with a curious look on his face. He asked me if I enjoyed being with him. I looked at him and asked why. He told me that he really enjoyed being with me and that he would like to see me outside of the parties. I wanted to laugh; but he wouldn’t have asked if he weren’t serious. I told him that I didn’t think it could be done. I was thinking about being done with Rome and all of this as soon as the night was over. He covered me up and kissed me on my cheek. I felt like I was being put to bed by my prince charming as he told me to get some sleep.
I woke up to the sound of voices in the distant and the smell of breakfast. It was 12:15pm. My head was pounding and it felt no better between my legs. I got up and headed to the on suite bathroom to get cleaned up. A hot shower and some toothpaste in my mouth almost made me feel restored. I got dressed and headed out to see where the voices and nauseating smell of breakfast was coming from. I knew I had too much to drink when the smell of scrambled eggs and bacon didn’t appeal to me. Rachell was standing at the other end of the hallway greeting me with a smile. “Girl you look like you need something to take the pain away.” I just smiled thinking this chick must be on some wonderful medication. When I turned the corner, Henry and Rome were sitting at the counter in the kitchen. She told me that they just started eating and asked me to sit down and eat too.
Everything was cleaned as if there hadn’t been a house full of people just a few hours ago. Rome reached his arm out to me and asked how I was. I just nodded my head and avoided eye contact with everyone. He put his arm around my waist as I got closer and kissed me on my cheek. “Damn, he must have put that kitty in its place,” he smile and pulled me closer as I tried to pull away. I felt ashamed and jokes were the last thing I needed. He asked me to eat some toast which thankfully was plain and Rachell offered me coffee. I looked at her to thank her as she sat a cup in front of me. She looked at me for a moment, looked at Henry who was sitting silently, then shrugged her shoulders and walked into the family room to use the phone.
It was silent in the kitchen for a while and Rome called it. “Dude, what the hell happened? You all quiet and shit. She all quiet,” he said as he looked at Henry. Henry got up and walked towards the back door, as he passed us, he told Rome “It’s all good”. Then he looked at me and said “it’s all real good.” Once again, I got that urge to tighten up everything in my body as he spoke those words. He asked Rome to come talk with him and the two headed out to the patio.
As they were walking out, Rachell was heading back into the kitchen. She pulled a stool close to me and sat down. She was really pleasant as she asked me if I would consider coming back. Was she serious? Could she not tell from my body language that I was ready to go and never come back? “I don’t know,” was the only drama free answer that entered my mind. She leaned into my personal space and told me that I had an open invitation to come back. “Actually, we would both like for you to come back.” As she said this, I had to take a drink of coffee to get her out of my space. I could feel her staring at me, but I looked straight ahead. I told her that I didn’t think this was something I would want to do again and she immediately asked why. “Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t bad…I mean at first it was kind of weird but after a while….” Just then, my inner voice told me to shut up before I told this woman that I enjoyed being fucked by her husband. She stood up and put her hand on my shoulder. “Look, he’s a good man. He is respectful, generous and has his finances in order. And the fact is, he loves the ground that I walk on and I do love him. The problem is, I’m not in love with him and I really don’t care to receive a single inch of his dick. I’m not attracted to him like that.”
She was serious and had to see the disbelief on my face when I turned to look at her. She ran her hand across my face like a man would when he’s admiring a woman. “I know you’re with Rome, and this isn’t something you’re really in to. But I like you. Henry likes you. And we would like to get to know you better. Maybe a few of your expenses could be worked out if you come and visit us every now and then- alone of course.” She kissed me on my lips then stood back waiting on my reaction or response. I was dumb founded for a minute then I had to clarify that she was asking me to come back to have sex with her and her husband. She told me that it was only taboo because I’ve never done it. “You’ve never had a serious orgasm until you’ve had your clit sucked while you were being fucked,” she stated in a matter of fact tone. That was my queue to see if Rome was ready to go. There was seriously something wrong with this chick. I told her that I don’t do females. I then stood up to see if Rome could be seen from where I was standing. Rachell started laughing and said, “Okay, Okay. I don’t need you to do me. I just want you to come and do him every now and then. I would like to watch and touch, but I don’t have to. I do however; need a mistress for my man that I can be cool with. Like I said, I love him, I’m not giving him up, but I don’t want to fuck him.”
I was so glad to see the guys walking back in the door. I had no idea what their conversation out there was about, but I didn’t really care. Rome grabbed his keys off the counter- a clear indication that he was ready to leave. It had begun raining and he said that he was going to get the car so I didn’t have to walk far. Rachell thanked us for coming, whispered to me to think about coming back and walked down the hallway. Henry walked us to the door and stood with me as Rome went to get the car. “So uh, are you good?” Henry asked. I looked at him briefly and said yes before looking back out the door. “I don’t usually push up on my boys’ women, but um….” He causally looked behind him to see if Rachell was within ear shot, “take my card. This is my spot if you ever want to just hand out, talk, let loose or whatever. Just tell the guy at the door you’re there to see me. I’ll put you on my permanent list.” I tucked the card in my purse to be polite just as Rome pulled up to the door.
The ride home was quiet. I wouldn’t dare ask Rome how his night was and prayed that he didn’t ask me. My car was at his house and all I could think about was how fast I would be able to speed away. Rome knew I was bothered by this whole ordeal and asked me to step inside for minute. He asked me if I was thirsty as he sat his keys on the table. I told him I was nauseated and that it would be best that I went home. “Come talk to me,” he said as he sat down on the couch. I walked over to him and he pulled me to sit on his lap. “This isn’t for you is it?”
He was really sincere sounding as he rubbed my back. I told him that the thought was bad enough and to actually sleep with someone else just made me feel nasty.
I slid off his lap and sat on the couch. “I know what you mean. Some people can do it freely. Some evolve and find more pleasure with each episode. Some can never do it,” he kissed my neck and I couldn’t help but pull away. I asked him why he didn’t make it clear that this was what he liked from day one. He shrugged his shoulders. He told me that he enjoys the rush of being with different women. “I always use a rubber, but there is just something about feeling the walls of different women. The different degrees of tightness, the different ways you all climax and knowing that there will be no drama because it’s understood.” I swear he was getting aroused and I
was getting irritated. “Well, I need to go.” I got up and he walked with me to the door. I looked down, and sure enough- he had a hard on. “So you’re not dumping me are you?” he asked as he was trying to adjust his pants. I told him that I would still answer his calls, but that this was more than I could stomach for the moment.
The drive home seemed extra long. I heard people talk about doing stuff like this- swinging and swapping, but I would have never thought that a bunch of professional white-collared men and women would take up sex as a recreation. Henry entered my mind. I wouldn’t dare tell Rome that no condom was used. Nor would I tell him how much I really enjoyed being with his friend. As much as I talked down about the whole scenario, I found myself thinking about what it might be like to sleep with Scott, Carl and Todd. Kent crossed my mind for a second, but he is so short it was more of a funny thought than a lustful thought. But the others, wow, the others were just as tall and built as Henry and Rome. Damn, is this how it evolves? Is this how one gets hooked on the lifestyle?
My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing. It was Tamera. She works at the health department in a neighboring county and we usually meet up at least once a week for lunch or shopping, but I missed this week. “Girl what have you been up to?” was her traditional greeting as I said ‘hello’. I told her that I was on my way home from Rome’s. “Oh, a night out with Rome, it must have been good,” she giggled. “Girl you just don’t know,” was my reply to her sarcasm. “No, we went a party that some of his friends had last night,” before I could finish she cut me off asking if he had any good looking single friends. I told her that they are all married and she sighed. “So which of his mysterious friends had this party?” she asked. I told her his name is Henry and she immediately asked me if he was the owner of some club north of town and went on telling of how she heard that he was loaded with money, looks and some other good assets. “Girl that’s him,” I replied in a dry tone. I thought to myself, ‘has everyone fucked him?’ I asked her how she knew him and she gave me her favorite answer: “The streets be talking”. “Girl you are a mess. I’m about to pull into my garage and I will get back with you later,” I shook my head as I ended the call. That girl knows way too much considering she works five days a week. But I guess since she works with the public, she hears a lot. My job as an accountant keeps me in-tuned to numbers, not people.
Days went by and Rome and I talked and texted as usual. I was actually starting to like the idea of sex without strings, but I didn’t know how to tell him without sounding like a hypocrite. Two nights in a row, I put myself to sleep while pleasing myself and thinking about Henry, Scott and Todd. I needed to get them out of my mind. I tried to think about my job, but there was no calming my curiosity.
Wednesday evening, I joined Rome for dinner. We went uptown and then to a small pub for drinks. I really enjoyed his company, but it was evident that his mind was somewhere else. He didn’t ask me how my week was going like he normally would or anything. At the pub, he ordered one drink after another. When the fourth drink arrived, I reminded him that he was the one driving and I couldn’t drive a stick. He didn’t respond to my comment. He rubbed my hand and told me that he feels like his feelings for me were growing. “I know it sounds crazy, but I want to come home to the same woman every night for the rest of my life. It’s just that I enjoy my lifestyle and I need a woman who wants to live the same way.” He took a sip of his drink and looked around. I told him that I wasn’t sure if this was something I would be able to do for the rest of my life. I mean hell, I always dreamt of the nuclear family with some kids, a dog and a goldfish, not with a couple fuck buddies on the side.
He asked me what I really thought about being with Henry. Seriously, I didn’t want to be honest about it, but it came out. “He was good.” The look on Rome’s face was priceless. “He was good? Good like you would fuck him again good or he was really nice to you good?” He almost sounded desperate for an answer as I took a sip of my drink. He went on to say that all the other women complained that he was too big and that they wouldn’t choose to be hooked up with him again. I told him that he was big, but that he was really nice and gentle. In reality, my back was out of commission messing with that man. I started to smile and just shook my head. Rome looked at me in silence for a moment and then slid to sit next to me in the horse shoe shaped booth we were sitting in. He put his arm around my waist and started rubbing my side. “Sounds like there’s a side of Sabrina that’s tired of being tame,” was softly whispered into my ear and followed by his light breathing down my neck. “So how do you feel about women?” He asked with a look as if he were up to something. I told him that I don’t feel about women and left it at that. He pushed his drink back towards the middle of the table, laid more than enough money to cover the tab next to it and let me know that he was ready to go.
We got into his car. He started the engine, rolled the windows down slightly, and then turned the engine off. He leaned over the console and stroked the back of his hand over my cheek. As he pulled me in closer, he told me how lucky he was to have met me. He started kissing me and talking intermittently telling me how sexy I was and asked me “when will you let that freak come all the way out?” I pulled away from him. At first I just paused, and then I got into the back seat, closed the door and told him to join me. “You want a little freak, come on back here,” I demanded. He rushed to join me. I had already begun taking my pants off and my blouse was unbuttoned halfway down.
There was just enough light from the club sign shining into the front window to allow us to see each other’s silhouettes’. “This is what I’m talking about,” he stated as he watched me stretch one leg across the back seat with the opposite foot on the floor. I ran my hand up my thigh and with two fingers I spread my labia and started playing with my clit. He began to move in closer to me. I ran my fingers across his lips and he began sucking on them. The feeling of his tongue on my fingers and hand was strangely arousing. I slowly began pushing his head down until his face was in between my thighs. I don’t know what he was thinking about, but he licked and sucked my pussy so well, I was both amazed and offended by the intensity of my orgasm. As I lay back panting, he kissed my lips and told me that we better get out of there and head home. Before I could respond, he was getting out of the backseat and closing the door.
I was pleased, but not satisfied. I wanted more of him. I put my clothes back on, got into the front passenger seat. He turned the radio on- jazz was his favorite. “So was that not how you wanted it?” I asked only to have him reply that he didn’t know what I was talking about. The drive was long and quiet. I didn’t know if he was pissed or if he just had too much to drink.
When we pulled up to my building, I placed my purse on my shoulder. He grabbed my wrist as I was getting ready to exit the car. The first thing I thought was ‘this man has lost his mind grabbing me like this’. When I turned to look at him with his eyes red and glazed over, he asked if he could come in. I wanted to ask him why, but the look in his eyes told me exactly what he wanted. We entered the unit. He locked the door behind him and pulled me close to him. “You know I can’t fuck you in a parking lot like some whore,” he said as he started unbuttoning my blouse. Kissing and pulling at each other’s clothes, we eventually found ourselves in my bed. Feeling him in me after those brief, yet tense moments was just what I needed. It must have been the most passionate night we had spent with each other. Changing positions, licking different spots and me hoping the neighbors wouldn’t complain about my headboard hitting the wall. After going at it for nearly two hours, we found ourselves lying in bed completely relaxed. We both fell asleep fast.
~Evolution~
We continued our lives working like crazy during the week and partying with our circle of friends every few weekends. Yes, I evolved and grew to love swapping. Tamera and I kept in touch and visited each other as usual. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell her what I was doing with Rome and his friends. My mind was being consumed with m
y semi-secret life with Rome and the parties. Although I always loved her like a sister, I couldn’t face the possible judgment she might have brought on me.
At one party Todd pulled my key and what a disappointment that was. I might as well been hooked up with Kent’s short ass. The only thing that compensated was his wife coming back early. Henry pulled her key that night and she didn’t want to do him. I guess everyone has their own preference. When she came home, Todd and I were on the bed in a guest room naked, but just watching T.V. I thought to leave, but she asked me to stay. I was always one to say that I would never have sex with another woman, so I started feeling defensive. Funny thing is- you can’t truly say what you would do until you’re in that situation. I found myself admiring how curvy she was and how full her breasts were. “So is all of this new to you?” She asked as she pulled her dress off over her head. I knew just what she meant and slowly shook my head ‘yes’. “Well,” she states as she takes her bra off, “how about if we just play around and see if I can find something you like.” She decided to lie on top of me and I didn’t think about resisting. She smelled so good I couldn’t help but to turn my face into her neck and breathe in her scent. Kissing her was exciting. I think it turned Todd on more than it did either of us. When she kissed my breast and down my stomach, I started to feel nervous, but that quickly resolved when she spread my legs.
I looked up and saw Todd stroking himself as he watched. When Janet got up on her knees, he moved behind her. As he fucked her from behind, he stared at me. I don’t know what was on his mind, but I kept wondering why they don’t just enjoy each other. He closed his eyes and started giving it to her faster. As he picked up his pace, she ate my pussy like it was the only chance she would get. I never thought another female could make me climax- but she did. When we were done, I was quiet. It was partly due to shock and partly due to shame. I was so relieved when she told me that she and Kent won’t tell anybody. “There’s one other female who likes a little girl play, but we keep it between ourselves. And it’s not Rachell’s crazy ass. But maybe next time you’ll get to play and taste my sugar,” she said as she put on a robe and walked me to the door. Todd should be happy to have such a pleasing wife.