In simpler, more innocent days I had lain with Penny in the long grass by the Lagan and we had kissed for hours. Just kissed. Well, hugged and cuddled, and pressed against each other, but not a button or belt or zip was touched, nothing pulled up or aside, no flesh apart from faces and hands ever touched.
Five years later no flesh was secret.
But we still went for walks along the tow-path, although the grass was short and the wind was cold, so there was no rolling about never mind clothing removed.
It was the Wednesday of the week following our brief encounter with Mike's Uncle Peter. We had barely had time to see each other in the last two days, as family and University commitments got us both tied up. But at last we had time to spend together, and I brought Penny for some fresh air and nostalgia.
I had thought about those innocent summer moments from the first year we had been together. The contrast with the wild experiences of the last few months had hit me hard. I think it was something to do with Tara's revelation as well. Her being pregnant had made me think. We weren't children any more, and we could be parents.
It was all very serious and grown up. As you might expect. After all I was twenty one, and in my mind I was a man in my own right. Looking back now, I have to smile at that naive child.
Both of us were still living with our parents, partly because of laziness and the cheapness, but also because of their ill health. My father had a heart attack and retired early suffering from acute angina. He was very restricted in what he could do. Her parents were considerably older and needed support. But both of us chafed at the restrictions that imposed. I had moved out for a few months in the year before dad was ill, but that was also before Penny and I had full intercourse. And I had a flatmate who was always there behind the thin walls of my bedroom, which severely inhibited us, never mind her Catholic upbringing.
Now an opportunity had arisen. On Sunday evening in the pub Peter had offered his flat to Penny for the time when he was going to be in Hong Kong. He said she could flat sit for the six months, rent free. But he was going away in five days and needed an answer. So we talked about it.
Of course the decision was to take it. But we agonised over it, and eventually agreed that we wouldn't move in together permanently, but we would stay there at weekends and keep an eye on it during the week. Except when we were staying at Mike and Tara's.
So we went to see Peter.
He was embarrassed when he opened the door to us. He had obviously been thinking about what he had done at the weekend. It had been his first time in that sort of scene. He had never before had sex in a group, he had never had anal sex, he had never had sex with another man's girlfriend while the man was watching, and sharing. He had done all those things with Penny, and he was torn about it. He was also clearly aroused by her presence again, and found my presence disturbing.
But we had a cup of tea and chatted about our circumstances, and he expressed admiration for our devotion to our parents. Then he have us a tour of the flat, and we arranged to meet again on Sunday evening to get keys, once he had a spare set cut.
"Unless, of course, I might see you before that?" he said cautiously. "Will you be at Michael's this weekend? I could drop by?"
I looked at Penny. She shrugged. I said "Well, perhaps. But we sort of had plans for the weekend..."
He hastily made backing off noises and apologised, so I had to interrupt him "No, please, it isn't that you aren't welcome, it is just that we had arranged to have dinner with Mike and Tara and another couple. A couple who haven't been there before. We thought they might like to join in. But it is easier with even numbers."
Peter nodded and said "Yes. That makes sense. Oh well, another time maybe."
Penny said "Of course. Maybe Sunday afternoon or evening again. After Friday night and all day Saturday I think they will be pretty open to the idea. You could give us call then."
Peter brightened, but sounded unsure. "Well, yes I could do that."
"And if course there is always now." Penny said, smiling.
"Eh?" said Peter.
Penny had glanced at me as she said that, and I nodded. So she stepped over to him and ran a hand down from his chest to his crotch, letting it come to rest on the bulge made by his cock. "I said there is always now. Tara isn't here, and I'm sure you would like to have her, but I am here, and if you like you can have me. You want to have me again, don't you?"
Peter stammered. Penny leaned in to bring her lips close to his and whispered "I haven't had an orgasm for two and a half days. Sean and I haven't been able to get together naked since Sunday. Please, say yes."
How could he refuse?
She kissed him soundly when he was only half way through his reply. I saw him look at me with one eye as she pulled herself against him and opened her mouth. I just smiled as I stepped up behind her and reached for the fastener on the waistband of her skirt. Peter closed his eyes and brought his hands beneath her jacket to pull her to him.
I helped Penny off with her jacket and to step out of her skirt while their embrace continued. She had slipped her hand down the front of his trousers and eased his cock upright inside them, and Peter was working on her blouse buttons as I unclipped her suspender belt.
I left the stockings in place and carefully slipped her panties down over them, and undid her blouse cuff buttons, helping her slip the sleeves off and then undoing her bra. In the time I had taken to strip Penny she had removed Peter's shirt and undone his trousers, pushing them and his underpants down to his knees, and taking his long, hard cock in her hand to stroke it slowly as she kissed him and he explored her body with his hands.
I stood up and stepped back, admiring her almost naked form.
