I am 'mature' and have had a great life in large part because of the sexual experiences I have had and shared. I am still sexually active, of course, and hope to be until the day I die, but I now have a desire to write down many of those wonderful experiences I have had over the years. They are all true - erotic stories need to be believable (in my view) to make them 'suitable for purpose', and for me the best way to achieve that is simply to tell it as it was - and is.
1 - seduced at a party.
This incident took place when I was away for a work conference with a few co-workers. I was at that time rather naive - a fresh management graduate with his still shiny MBA in his first job. Four of us were asked to go on a weekend conference in London for the company, two guys and two women. All of a similar age, although the girls were probably a couple or more years older than me. None were particular friends of mine - we were work colleagues with complementary roles in the company.
After the first days meetings we all went to the bar for a drink to relax and the topic of what to do for the evening came up. Dinner in the hotel was provided, of course, but it was Saturday night after all. The guy, Geoff, said he had friends living in London only about a half hours cab ride away and they were having a party that evening - we were all invited if we fancied a bit of action. This sounded good to me, and one of the girls, Elaine, was enthusiastic. The other girl, Sandra, muttered about getting an early night but was raucously overruled by our cajoling. So after a rather boring bland business dinner off we all went. We piled in to a cab and after a drive through some uninspiring outer suburbs of London we arrived at an equally uninspiring street where many house lights were already off for the night. My thoughts of a lively rip roaring party night started to evaporate.
Geoff led us on in to his friends house and we were all relieved to see that there were, indeed, people there. There was music, and the suitably low lighting revealed a pretty regular party scene. People dancing, people eating, some entwined in corners, some talking intently in the kitchen. As we got our drinks and started to look around it seemed to me that this appeared to be a gathering with a high proportion of Gays and Lesbians, and it suddenly dawned on me that Geoff was gay. I had subconsciously thought this previously but it hadn't registered, nor did it matter, but now here we were at a gay party! Sandra, Elaine and I all looked at each other and smiled then laughed to each other. What an unexpected evening this was turning out to be.
As we talked we started to think how naive we had all been (the three of us that is - Geoff was off with a group of male friends). Here we were all three married, it never occurred to us that Geoff may have been gay. The humour of the situation made us all smile and we all really started to enjoy the whole atmosphere, which was easy, relaxing, and surprisingly exciting. As drinks were consumed and inhibitions discarded the dance floor was filled with couples enjoying the intimacy of being together in romance - most of them same sex couples. This did not in any way diminish the atmosphere of the party for me. It was simply people having a good time with friends they liked.
Elaine asked me to dance. I agreed and we moved to the centre of the room. Elaine was not a girl I had thought of as particularly attractive, and felt that she had a similar view of me - we were just co-workers having a bit of fun, and the fact that were both married seemed to cement the inherent security in the situation.
