Doris lived just a few doors away on the same floor as Cal.
We timed our arrival so that we were at her door promptly at 5 p.m.. We were both dressed in sport coats. Cal wore slacks, I had on jeans and boots. We were a good looking couple. Cal's elegant conservative style contrasted nicely, (I thought), with my relaxed 'west coast' groove.
Doris was a lovely woman. Even though she was in her mid 60s, I'm sure she turned heads. She wore her maturity with grace and confidence.
"Scotty," she said, "I have heard so much about you. It's so nice to finally meet you officially." Doris held her arms open for a hug, and of course I obliged. She pecked my cheek.
Doris slid her arm under mine and guided me to the center of living room toward the conversation area. Doris' condo was laid out like Cal's with differences. There was no mirror above the couch, the kitchen island was smaller.
Doris led me to the corner of the couch, (sheesh this was becoming 'my spot'). She sat in an adjacent armchair, our knees almost touching. Doris hadn't spoken to Cal, and only now addressed him over her shoulder. "Calvin darling, will you do the honors?".
Cal was already headed to the island where the bar was set up. He brought over two scotches neat for he and I, and a gin and tonic for Doris.
I was growing more confused by the minute. Cal and Doris obviously had some kind of relationship. I took a healthy slug of my drink, for lack of anything better to do. The whiskey calmed me.
Doris smiled. "Calvin is one of my closest friends. He has been telling me about you from almost the start of your correspondence."
Doris sat straight but relaxed in the chair. She looked at me sweetly, but was quite direct. She continued.
"My husband and I had a wonderful marriage. We were an excellent match, emotionally and physically. Our sex life was satisfying and active. He's been gone eight years now. I didn't feel the need to build another connection with an intimate partner. But I was and still am still a very sexual person. I masturbate with regularity."
My head was spinning. I drained my drink. Cal appeared with another in a fresh glass and bussed the first one away like a waiter.
Doris wasn't done. "I guess I am a sort of... a voyeur. The details of your long distance courtship with Calvin excited me. I would often pleasure myself as Calvin related what the two of you had shared. He would read me the e-mail you sent."
Doris paused to let this sink in a bit. I wasn't sure how to feel. I started at the fresh scotch in my hand. She reached and took my free hand in hers.
"I know this sounds salacious, and an invasion of privacy." Doris said. "It started innocently though. No one knew if you and Cal would ever consummate your affair, not at the beginning. I know Calvin was as surprised as I was when this little indelicate habit formed."
This was quite true. I was very curious as to where this was going.
Cal spoke. "Baby, I hope that you don't take this as a betrayal. I would never do anything to hurt you. When you booked your flight down here, Doris and I agreed to stop this. We also agreed that it was very important that we tell you about it at the first chance."
Doris jumped in. "Please, tell us what you think."
I blew air and puffed my cheeks. "I'm blindsided, but I trust Cal." I started. "We're all mature adults. I can't find anything wrong with the situation. It's not something I would have predicted."
"Good," Doris said with relief. "Now comes the big question. Can we continue, you know, to share things?"
I looked at Cal. He put his hand on my thigh and stroked. My cock jumped.
"Does it embarrass you baby?" He asked.
He loves this, I thought. Cal has set me up again!
"Ohhhhh yes." I said, with a wry smile and a sidelong glance at Cal.
Doris clapped her hands and relaxed back into her chair. The she bounced back and questioned me. "So," she said, "HAVE you consummated?"
"Ohhhhh yes," I repeated.
"What did you do?" Doris asked eagerly.
"Pretty much everything," I said ruefully. and smiled.
Doris sat back in her chair and crossed her lovely tanned legs. The gauzy summer dress she wore rode up over her knees. I found her very alluring and sexy.
Doris half smiled and said, "Tell me about it."
I sat back too, cradling my drink in my hands. "You already know everything that we did. You don't know exactly how it all went down, but you know the clinical details."
Doris was silent, but she was observing me through half lidded eyes.
I continued talking. "What you don't know is what this affair has done to me. It has certainly changed me, and changed how I look at myself."
Cal had scooted closer to me, he had already been close. Now he put an arm protectively, or possessively around my shoulder, twiddled his fingers in my hair above my collar. His other hand moved up my thigh, very close to the growing erection hidden by my jeans.
I was speaking to Doris, but also to Cal when I said, "Our sex has been mind-blowing... life changing. The emotional content of a higher order than I've ever experienced. Cal has led me through it all.
Doris had raised her right leg and rested her bare foot on the cushion of the chair. She had gathered her dress gracefully, I could see lots of her sexy leg... but nothing else. Not even a fleeting glimpse of her undergarments.
