Uninitiated Neophyte

An email in my inbox from Jane but my daughter hovering around, doing that distinctive woman thing, waiting for the right moment to ask something, probably about staying out late or for some money. Changing her mind, however, finally departing the room, leaving me free at last to catch up with Jane.

Hi R, sorry about that, T came at just the wrong time, i had to stop emailing, i was buzzing anyway and the email made it worse and i wanted to act normal for T. he went straight to bed, but i didn’t want to resume, he’d spot it if i started sudden late-night activity on the computer.

So at the party this man asked if i wanted to dance, i was just about to get up, then A told the man i was a neophyte, his word, can you imagine, actually the whole shebang had a slightly forced superior air, normally it would put me off, like men wearing top hats thinking it makes them aristocratic, but here it added to the slightly unreal air, made me feel even more disconnected from the normal me.

Anyway, being an uninitiated neophyte, A explained, i wouldn’t understand that dancing was code for stripping off and getting sexual, and A said i wasn’t yet ready for that, asked the man to maybe ask after an hour or so when the neophyte had found her feet. the man was fine with that, wished me luck, went off in search of other partners. as one does at a dance.

Well i just settled down for a good strong vodka and A’s new wife came up, sat down, had a drink with me, got chatting, held my hand, metaphorically at first, then actually taking mine in hers, a sweet and reassuring gesture to a neophyte. then she asked me if she’d like it if she took me round, show me how it worked and i said yes please, that would be nice.

We both put on our masks and went upstairs to a big dark room with a dancefloor there was some dancing was going on, in varying states of undress. one masked woman had nothing on at all except some garment wrapped round her waist, to conceal a thick belly i assume. two men were leading her, their dicks in each of her hands. funny, i’ve never seen anyone else do sexual things before, it took me a while to adjust.

Jane’s email continuing, but my daughter coming into the room, daddy, can you come and help, there’s this homework I just can’t get right. Sure darling. Leaving Jane’s email for another time.