Yet also thinking, it’s so exciting when she shares, I owe her, I know she won’t blab, and besides, revelation of one new sexual confidence even if it occurs won’t be worse than revelation of confidences already exchanged.
Hi baby Jane, I’m still semi-erect the whole time at the thought of you sucking an unknown stranger through a curtain, I envy him, I can still remember how good you were at doing that.
Well you asked for a sexual secret of mine and here’s one, a big one for me, don’t tell anyone. I’m in the same situation as you, able to do without sex for a while but not forever. So I too found myself at a sex party, but one where the men had to pay, a hundred pounds I think it was, seven or so men with three women, quite a good deal.
Right toward the end I finally got to be with the third girl, Jenny, less vulgar than the other two, more retiring, and the thing happened with her that once happened with you and me, it suddenly felt as if our bodies spoke to each other with their own mysterious language, a sort of magic. Her skin and shapes and movement and the way she curled into me, cure to a fever, calm and warm and peace gently descending. Sexual but beyond mere titillation.
So Jane I got her details and now see her quite often, about once every two weeks or a month, I guess. I pay her eighty pounds for an hour of her time, that’s how she earns a living, she sees a lot of men, but I don’t care. When she’s with me she takes the tenseness from my body and mind, the other men are irrelevant. I’m sure she loves me in her way, and I sure love her in mine.
Sometimes she’s away and I have to wait, it’s normally because she’s visiting her children in Hungary. A tough situation for a mother trying to get by, I don’t think there’s much money back home.
So there we are Jane, a sexual secret from me. Down with sexual asphyxiation, roll on sexual adventure. Rxxx.
