After a miserable run trying my luck at online "dating", I decided to find comfort in four handsome gentlemen that just so happen to be cousins. It is not what you think, I just fancy my wine.
I live with my best friend and her husband, and we have been friends for an eternity. They were kind enough to take me in after my divorce, and it has been great, there is always laughter and jokes and just a general happy vibe to say the least. Me feeling sorry for myself is an obvious disturbance in the force and my bestie decided the best way to get over the slump is to drown it in tequila.
A day filled with day drinking and a braai, our usual Saturday night movie marathon quickly turned to drinking games in order to drown the self-pity even further. To keep it short, that night we all shared a mutual first for all experience. It was unique, and new and her and I could not get enough of each other. Hubby did slip in somewhere for a brief couple of seconds but the excitement was too much and it did not last that long.
The main focus was me and her with each other, now being best friends we have seen each other naked almost as much as we see ourselves naked, but that night, thanks to tequila and a lot of it, things were just different. We had our fun, and explored and it was the first time in my life I have been with a woman, and the same goes for her, that being said it being our first time, we did not fail to fully experience the pleasures of each other, and the end result was intense and amazing.
The morning after, we had the discussion of the night before, we all recollected our thoughts and experiences, and we came to the conclusion that It was a once off and will not happen again as to avoid complications with our current arrangement. She was not particularly pleased that hubby ended up inside of me as I was enjoying her and we all agreed that it was one for the memory books and that is where it stays.
This past Sunday, I was busy clearing up space on an old hard drive filled with videos and pictures of my myself, my ex and us together. The happy go lucky person she is, she just plonked herself down next to me and asked me what I am doing. I told her I am going through old videos, and photos trying to find decent ones to upload and we sat there for the better part of twenty minutes arguing about what to use or not.
We came across an old video of my ex and I, that we took on honeymoon. It was quite passionate and intense and she was adamant that we watch that. I was reluctant as it is my ex and well everything is showing but I was game. We started watching and had the laptop rest on our knees as we watched. Her husband was in the next room so we shared earphones to avoid any attention.
What happened next came naturally, there was no intent, no planning it was just a natural progression. After about Three minutes into the video, we found each other playing with each other, my hand was down her PJ pants and her hand was down mine. We did not say a word...
The thrill of knowing we are watching myself and that her husband is one room away, and knowing that when I get excited I do tend to get verbal, and as I have experienced she as well, that is not the only factor the response our bodies gave to this excitement you could hear a mile away, that distinct sound of juices being played with.
I had to bite my lip, I was the first to come, my legs shook so bad that I nearly dropped the laptop, and she carried on, as I moved faster she started breathing louder and then had this slight gasp as she closed her legs on my hand, and she came. Keeping my hand there in position she slowly jerked herself up and down to finish off that last bit of sensational stimulation.
We did not say a word, We did not look at each other, we just functioned in unison. After about two minutes of recovery, and watching the video till the end, She jumped out and asked me if I wanted a cup of coffee.
It was the best damn Coffee I had in ages, we do not have an attraction to each other, we just... function.
history has a way of repeating itself.
