It was almost midnight and there I was, sitting at my window gazing at the stars which were clear as day and the crescent moon glistening ever so elegantly. I was feeling erotic and little turned on, looking forward to the arrival of my friend. He said he would call me before midnight, so we could go out for a drive and no doubt a bit of playtime in the car somewhere.
I met John off a swinging website and after a few phone calls and the frequent messages sent back and forth, we decided to meet. I wasn't nervous and felt a good vibe from him, thus we became friends. We enjoyed each other's company more each time and looked forward to our short encounters. He's a fair few years older then me, 19 years older to be precise, but it didn't bother me. He obviously didn't mind the fact I was 31 and probably made him feel alive having some younger girl bring out the boy in him. I felt comfortable lying naked beside him, just talking and giggling for ages. You would think we were fully clothed and had no care in the world. He loved this and thrived on it, I think we both did.
John was a gentle soul full of passion and very much enjoyed his long kisses. I could fall into a long kiss all night with the right person and miss it everyday. A long passionate kiss makes me feel so warm and happy, and helps me fall into the moment much more then someone wanting to just fuck and go. John had a cheeky glint in his eyes together with his cheeky smirk you would see every now and then. He's a nice looking guy, quite handsome to be honest and a presence that is comfortable and easy going.
I could hear my phone vibrating on my bed and immediately answered it.