This was a relationship that I had no plans to get into---it really blindsided me but once I got into it---I was really hooked. These events are true--they took place in 1990 when I lived in Florida. It had been a long day, working until almost 11 pm on a Friday night on the Community Control/Electronic Monitoring caseload to which I had recently been assigned as part of my job being a felony adult probation/parole officer for the Florida Department of Corrections. The job took me into some pretty sketchy places, having to visit the places that those on my caseload both worked and lived. Being criminals, many of them lived in "sketchy" places like low-income, Section 8 housing. During the daytime, it wasn't really much of a big deal to go to those places in the daytime, but at night--especially on a Friday or Saturday night----the people who lived there were really rocking. I went to my last stop, checked on my guy there and drove my black state provided Crown Vic back to the office, parked it, called into the Sheriff's dispatch that I was going off duty via the radio, went into the office to do a bit of necessary paperwork, then got into my car and headed back to my apartment complex to call it a day. I pulled into my usual parking spot, got out of the car and from across the parking lot, I could see one of my neighbors, Terry, sitting on her back deck. She yelled out to me, "need a drink? come on over." "Oh hell yeah I need a drink----been a long day. I do need to get out of my working clothes, take a shower--be over in a bit," I said. "OK, I will be here!" she said. I went into my place, checked the voicemail, secured my sidearm by clearing the round from the chamber, dropping the clip and locking them away in the gun safe I kept the weapon and ammo in, took off my body armor and hanging it in the closet, stripped out of my icky-sticky clothes and took a nice long, hot shower. Even though it had been a long day--the shower did the trick to revive me. Got dressed in a fave "party" shirt, Polo shirt and new sandals. I made myself a nice stiff drink and went over to go visit with Terri. "Glad that you came over," she said as she offered me a seat. I sat down next to her and she asked me about my day. I gave her a short version of my day. She and her husband Jim had moved into the complex a few weeks before and I had hit it off with the both of them. She was a very attractive lady. She was short, shorter than me, brunette with dark skin and eyes-just my type. Even though she was white--she could have been Haile Berry's sister with the similar skin tone, body build and hairstyle, but being married----I didn't think about making any sort of move on her. It was of course apparent that Jim was not around. "Where is he?" I asked. "Asleep---went to bed hours ago. I am bored, I'd like to go out and dance someplace. I was waiting for you to see if you wanted to go out dancing?" "Well that sounds cool. I am up for it, but would Jim mind if you went out with me without him?" "Naw, it'll be fine. I told him that I would see if you wanted to go when you got off work," she said. "Well, what the hell, let's go," I replied. We got up, I went back to my apartment to get my wallet and car keys because she wanted to ride in my car---I had just gotten a new Camaro Z-28. I took a few minutes to remove the T-tops and off we went, headed for a bar out on the beach that we had all gone several times before in a group from the complex. Even though it was past midnight by the time we arrived--the bar was really hopping with it almost being standing room only on the level where the dance floor was located. Terry and I did find a table up on the top deck that we shared with another couple, but they were more into talking with each other--but did keep an eye on our drinks when we went down to dance for awhile. The DJs were playing a set of up beat dance music and we were into it, then they transitioned into some slow music and we slow danced--It did feel good to have Terry in my arms as we danced. She put her arms around my neck and in a very natural move, she kissed me-not just a "friendly kiss" mind you, we started to "make out." I had various thoughts going through my head of course, some of them that this is wrong that she and I are kissing and holding one another like this, but then again----it just felt so good that I did not want this to stop. The way we were together--it did not seem as though we were two people who were really just mere acquaintances, but that we had been a long time couple, just out together on another Friday nite. The song ended, we broke our embrace, Terry taking one of my hands in hers, saying, "I am hot and thirsty, let's take a break upstairs, get some air and get some more drinks!" We went upstairs--it did feel good up on the top deck, the salty breeze blowing in from the Atlantic felt good. The waitress came and we ordered another round of drinks. "I do need to go visit the lady's room, be back in a bit," she said. Well, I know that lady's restrooms in bars can often be busier than the men's restroom's and that ladies do like to do things like "freshen up" and such---but Terry was gone kind of a good piece---the drinks had come and the ice in her drink was melting as she came back. "Sorry to have taken so long, but I got distracted in there," she said. I really had no idea what she was talking about---but she kind of got this shit eating grin on her face, turned around, waived at some really hot chick standing across the deck---the chick smiled at Terry and waived. The gal was really smoking hot---a long tall lean blonde in a short tight dress, with legs that go into next week. Terry said,"She and I made out in the restroom for awhile, we finger fucked each other. It was so hot." Terry put the fingers of her right hand up to my nose, sure enough--it smelled of pussy. "It is something rather recent, but I have been wanting so badly to do stuff with other girls. She and I just started talking in the restroom about stuff and one thing lead to another." I was kind of surprised but it was also kind of hot, I have to say. "Does that turn you on, the thought of two chicks getting it on?" Terry asked. "Yeah--it is pretty hot, I have to admit." "I haven't done it yet, but I do want to be with another woman all night long, just do whatever we want to do with each other--god I want it so bad!" she said. She went on to tell me that when she was a girl, she and some of her girlfriends would do things with each other and even up to that point, she and some of her friends would do some light making out and such. "I want to eat some pussy and have a girl eat mine and we share one of those double dildos to fuck each other," she said. I was getting hot thanks to this conversation. Soon, Terry suggested that we go take a walk on the beach, we left the bar and took that walk. We walked down past where all the commercial zone was into a dark and deserted area. We had been walking hand in hand, but then we started to hug and we were really making out. The next thing I know, Terry whispers into my ear, "lets go skinny dipping" She didn't give me a chance to respond--in no time--she had taken off all her clothes and was heading to the surf. I followed suit and quickly was in my birthday suit as well, following her. She waited for me, took my hand and we went into the water, when we got in---she hugged me as we floated in the warm salt water, our bodies close--my cock as hard a rock----well----it was not planned---at least by me---with our size being just right---my cock slid into her and we both went sort of crazy--I came in her in no time. That was just the first of many times that we did this on that night and for many to follow over the course of the next few months. I guess it was not a good thing I got into such a relationship--but it happened. And if you wonder--no----there was no bisexuality going on with me, Terry and Jim. I came to realize that Jim was aware that Terry and I were together--in fact she had decided and let him know---that she was going to have an affair with me. What this story does have to do with bisexuality, other than her wanting to finally explore her desires to do things with other women?----during our post coital conversations, in talking about past lovers and sexual experiences----I had told her that I had done things with guys in the past. On one such occasion, she told me, "Well, if you have those desires too, you ought to get with a guy again and see if you still like it." At that time, I was "into" ladies and was not really interested in doing that--even though ironically enough---during this same time period--I had another neighbor--a guy--who was making a play for me, I didn't take the guy up on his offers---I will post that story later---but it was those conversations and times with her that planted the seed that lead me to where I am today and that I finally just had to explore my desires to do things sexually with other guys.
Very good Darlin. I've Got to get over this writer's block and back into my works.. Write on, please..:} Cat
Thanks Cat--sure hope ya can get over the blockage---just sit down and try to write ANYTHING that you can--good luck!!
