Date: Thu, 20 Oct 2011 23:32:21 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: A Chance Encounter. Chapter Three.

   `Would you carry on with what you were telling me about on Saturday
night,' I asked him.

   `Where was I?' he asked.

    `Just having had your first anal sex with Gypsy Rose,' I said.

   `Oh yes,' and he gave out a chuckle. `Well that was the first of many.
Well not that many really, for we drifted apart when I was fully mobile.
That took a little while, especially getting up and down stairs with
crutches. I was glad when I was able to stop using them and only used a
stick when I was getting tired.

   I was using the stick when I visited the station and was greeted by the
lads. The chief, that's the station commander, sent for me and welcomed me
back but said that I had to be passed fit by the doctors. He arranged that
for me and so a couple of weeks later, I went to the head station of the
London Fire Brigade on the South Bank.

   I was fully examined by two doctors and then had to wait an hour while
they deliberated on my injury and I was finally called into a board room to
confront three senior officers. I was dumbfounded at what they told me but
had to accept their ruling.

    I was out of the fire service because of my disability. My limp. It was
reckoned that I was unable, which was true, to climb a ladder and could put
my life in jeopardy in getting over rubble etc. in the course of my duties.
They were quite nice about it, saying that they were sorry to lose me but I
would be getting a disability pension for life and that there would be a
substantial injury payment as well. The pension was enough for me to live
on and the godsend was that the lump sum was enough for me to buy the
council flat I was living in. But I was really down in the dumps and I
think that helped in driving Gypsy Rose away.

   I was in a bad way for some time before pulling myself together and went
to a night college to learn electrics. House wiring and repairing faults.
It was at the college that I met Carol, in the canteen. She was updating
her computer skills and we would often have a coffee and a sandwich
together. She eventually agreed to go out with me and the upshot was that
we got married.

   The best bit was that her parents bought us a flat in Chelsea and so
that's where we lived and I rented out my place. She was working in a
solicitor's office and I managed to get some work, when I was finally
qualified, and so we made more than enough to live quite comfortably. But
London and England if it comes to that, became rather a drag and so we
decided to find some where abroad to live and work. I couldn't take much
more of the English winters which would really aggravate my leg and so we
decided on Spain.

    Carol spent two years learning Spanish and we sold my flat which gave
us enough money to buy this place and we also get income from renting out
the flat in Chelsea. So I just do the odd job here and there while she
works in an office on B sector.'

    All the time that John had been speaking, I'd been stroking his cock at
the same time he'd been stroking mine and both of us were now up and
rampant once again.

    `That's enough talking for now,' he said as he kissed me and moved down
the bed, kissing and nibbling at my nipples before taking me into his mouth
again. I groaned at the pleasure of his hot mouth taking the head of my
cock back inside and gently nibbling round it as he sucked. As much as I
liked him doing this, I couldn't wait to come so that I could do the same
to him. I came, bucking my hips as my sperm came out into his mouth which
he swilled around the head before he swallowed it all.

   `As lovely as ever,' he said with a smile on his face, licking his lips
as I moved down and kissed my way down his body and held his throbbing cock
upright in my hand, loving the strong pulse that I could feel as well as
the silken covering of that lovely piece of hard flesh.

   The head was a reddish purple that was half exposed from the foreskin
that I forced back with my tongue so that I could excite the erogenous zone
where the skin met the flesh. He gave a gasp at this and another as I took
the head into my mouth to begin to pleasure him. I loved feeling the hard
flesh pulsate in my mouth as I sucked while moving my hand up and down the
shaft. It didn't take him long to begin to shudder as he came into my mouth
with short sharp bursts. I did the same as he had done by moving his sperm
round the head before sucking it all off and swallowing it.

   `Magnificent,' he said, his eyes shining as I let go of his cock and
moved up into his arms for a hug and lots of kisses as his still hard piece
of meat was squashed with my still half erect cock between us. `If only
that pleasure could last more than it ever does,' he said, a sentiment that
I too echoed, for I now loved sucking on him. We stroked each other for a
few more minutes before he asked if I would like another beer? I said yes
and watched him get off the bed, his cock now deflated as mine was and I
saw that the cheeks of his bum were brown from the sun. Which gave rise to
the thought that one day he would be asking me to put my prick in between
them. The downside to this being that he would then want to put his between
mine. Would I? Could I? I didn't have time to come with the answer for John
came back into the bedroom with two beers, his limp cock swinging from side
to side.

   `Here,' he said, passing across a can and popping his as he got back
onto the bed. He took a swig before stretching back down and stroking my
thigh. `I see you sun bathe naked.' I nodded.

   `You do too,' I said, noting that his thigh was quite brown where most
men, and women I think, usually have a white patch.

   `Huh!' he snorted. `Our little patch upstairs? Cretin's built these
houses. These only just enough space for two loungers and a side table and
you can only catch the sun for two, maybe three hours a day at the height
of summer because of the high walls. The only saving grace is that you can
be naked and not seen by the neighbours.'

   `I don't have that problem either. Of neighbours I mean,' I was fondling
his prick as I spoke. `On our sun deck, you can get the sun for almost the
whole time it's in the sky. Enough to get this little bugger browner than
that camera with a winking eye.'

   I then worked my way down the bed and took his limp prick into my mouth
and with it still being flaccid, was able to take the whole thing in. It
felt just great being to have the whole thing there in my mouth, moving the
head about with my tongue, squashing it up to the roof as my teeth clamped
round the base.

   `Easy with the teeth Bob,' John cried as he moved round till we were top
to tail. I eased off and let him move properly and take my cock into his
mouth and so we sucked and chewed together on our respective organs.

   It was wonderful to be able to take the whole of his prick in and bury
my nose into his pubic hair and really smell the man. But nature was taking
over his body and I felt it start to grow and slowly force my head back,
his shaft slowly emerging from my mouth until all I kept inside was the
throbbing head.

   `Oh Christ,' he groaned, lifting his head off my steaming cock for a
moment before taking me back into the heat. His thighs tightened up and I
knew he was about to erupt, which he did, and I felt so proud and pleased
that I was able to raise him up like I did. I took the whole emission and
swallowed it as he did with mine but I felt the stronger in being able to
raise him up so quickly to give me the joy of having him come in my mouth.

   `You get better and better,' John said as we kissed and hugged each
other.

    `I've had a good teacher,' I laughed, giving him another passionate
kiss. This we continued to do for quite a few minutes before we broke apart
to take some more of our beer. `Why don't you come over to my place soon
and you can get more than a couple of hours sunlight. Not overlooked by
neighbours,' I leered.

   `I'll do just that,' he smiled and I saw him look at his watch.

   `I think I'd better get back home. It's surprising how time flies when
you're enjoying yourself,' I said, sitting up and swinging my legs off the
bed. I gave up wearing a watch when I first came to Spain but knew that I'd
been with John for over three hours now and Sally might be thinking
something had happened to me. Well something had, but it was something that
I couldn't tell her about, for I think I was falling in love with another
person. The man who first sucked my prick and found that I liked sucking on
his.

   John moved over as I got up and I felt his hand stroke my bum as I stood
up and ruffled his hair as I went and picked up my shorts and put them
on. He too got up and put his on as I got my sandals and went into his open
arms for one last hug and kiss before I left.

   As soon as I opened the gate to my garden, K9 came dashing round the
corner of the house to greet me, jumping up at me as Sally came round.

   `I'm glad you're back. You can dig this last hole for me,' she said
turning back. I followed her round and saw that she was planting some more
flowers in a small patch that I'd cleared earlier for her. It only took a
few minutes before she was down on her knees planting the last flower,
patting it down firmly with compost before getting up. `It's really getting
warm now,' she said, wiping sweat from her forehead. `I could murder a beer
right now.'

   `I'll join you,' I said and we went into the cool house and I got two
beers from the fridge.

   `So who's this friend you've made?' she asked as she popped her can and
took a long pull before thinking of using the glass I'd put down on the
table.

   `It was the chap I met when I had dinner on my own that night you went
out with the girls. His name is John. John Greenwood,' I said.

   `Is he married?' she asked.

   `Yes. His wife's called Carol.'

   `He's not an ex-fireman by any chance, is he?'

   `Yes, he is, or was I should say.'

   `Then it's the Carol that comes walking with us on the weekends. She was
one of the girls at our dinner. Fancy that. You meeting up with him and
having dinner while I'm having mine with her,' she smiled. `What's he like?
I've not met him yet.'

   `A nice chap. A couple of years younger I would say. They live over in
that sector over there,' I said vaguely, waving my hand in the general
direction. `I can't remember what number it is.'

   `D 12,' she supplied, `if it's the same couple.'

   `You'll meet him yourself soon for I've invited him over,' I said.

   `When?'

   `I didn't specify any day,' I said, and left it at that.

   Sally went and had a shower after her beer and I had mine when she'd
finished, and with it now almost summer time, we were back onto salads for
dinner, which I prepared.

   After dinner, when it began to get dark, I took K9 over onto the open
space across the road from us for him to do his business. Only for ten
minutes for Sally always took him out for an hour when she went out with
him. I locked up when I got back and made our night time cup of coffee and
took it into the bedroom where Sally was already in bed reading.  We both
were avid readers and it was another hour before we turned the lights out
to settle down for sleep.

   I always slept naked while she wore some sort of top, and I snuggled up
to her back and let my mind drift off. I must admit that it wasn't Sally I
was thinking of that gave me my erection, it was John. My hand was stroking
her thigh and I reached my hand over to the pubic hairs and suddenly found
that I didn't have another erection to grasp.

   `That's nice,' she murmured as she moved herself back, squashing my
prick as my fingers were probing through her bush. `Don't stop.' So I
carried on as she opened her legs for my fingers to work their way up
inside her. The more they moved, the slippery she got and she gave out a
moan. `Now Bob, now.'

   I pulled my fingers out and moved over her body and supporting myself on
my elbows, let my cock find its own way inside her. It was warm and
comforting as I slid up until I could go no further. Her inside muscles
flexing themselves around my shaft as her hands came up round my shoulders.

   `Lovely,' she murmured as I began to move myself in and out of her
vagina, thinking that John's backside must be much tighter than this. I
shouldn't have had these thoughts for it made my sap rise quite quickly and
I was soon heaving myself up into Sally but just about managed to hang on
while she bucked her hips up to me, grasping my tightly as she came in her
orgasm. Sweat was pouring off me as I let myself go with some relief,
jerking my seed up inside her.

   We were both breathing heavy as my cock still throbbed inside her, the
muscles flexing themselves round my shaft, milking out the dregs.

   `Wow lover,' she gasped as she pulled my head down to kiss me. `It's
been some time since we came together like that.' I could only give out a
grunt in reply, feeling slightly ashamed of thinking of John whilst I
fucked her. She gave out a whimper when I pulled out and rolled over onto
my back, she turning onto her side to cuddle me, and that's how we fell
asleep.

                                                         *

   It was Friday afternoon when John rang the bell affixed to the wall by
the garden gate. I was in the lounge and saw that it was nearly two o'clock
as I went out onto the front porch to see him at the gate.

   `Come on in,' I called, beckoning him with my hand, feeling my cock
start to twitch at the sight of him. He came in with K9 jumping up and down
beside him. `Down K9, down!' I shouted sharply at the dog. `Sally!' I
called into the house. `John's here. Carol's husband.' I wasn't sure where
she was inside, but she came out as he came up the steps. `John, meet
Sally.'

   `Hello John.'

   `Hello Sally,' them both speaking at the same time as they shook hands.

   `No Carol?' she asked.

   `Still at work,' he grinned. `Earning the food for the table.'

   Sally noticed his limp as she followed us into the house and into the
dining area where I made him sit down as I got out some beers. He gave her
a potted history of himself and Carol as we drank our cans of beer and
smoking a couple of cigarettes.

   `Come. Let me show you the garden and under-build first,' I said to him
when we'd finished our beer. He loved the size of the plot and of the
swimming pool and the big patio surrounding it. I hadn`t, as yet, gotten
the poolside furniture out, explaining that we spent the hottest period of
the summer out there by the pool. He liked the size of the under-build,
which I could have parked four cars inside quite comfortably.

   Then it was the house, three bedrooms though the smallest one I had
turned into a library cum office. He marvelled at the upstairs bedroom with
its en suite bathroom and the large sundeck outside.

   `Now this is a place for sunbathing,' he said as he walked, or rather,
limped over to the balustrade to see the view we had of the mountains in
the distance. `I see what you mean about not being able to been seen up
here.' Which was true, for we were on the top of a small rise and nobody
could see you when on one of the two loungers that we had up there.

   `Do you want to stay up here?' I asked.

   `Rather,' he said, stripping off his shirt right away.

   `I'll get us a couple of beers,' I said and went into the upper bedroom
and down the stairs. `We're staying up on the sundeck,' I called out to
Sally as I took two beers from the fridge. These I took with me as well as
my cigarettes and lighter. I didn't bother with the plastic glasses and
there already was an ashtray on the small table between the loungers. This
was where I put the two cans and my cigarettes before I took off my shirt
and slipped off my shorts and lay back naked on the lounger.

   `Oh,' said John and lifted up his hips and slid his shorts off too, and
dropped them onto his shirt on the tiles. `This is much better. You can't
swing a cat round on our upper terrace, let alone have space to move and
get the sun.' He gave out a sigh and settled back down.

   We lay there for nearly an hour, smoking cigarettes and sipping our
beer, making small talk until Sally walked out from the upper bedroom with
two beers in her hands.

   `I've brought you two...oh. I...I'm sorry,' she stammered. `I didn't
realise you'd both be naked up here.' I had quickly gotten up and went and
took the two beers from her, noting that her eyes were fixed on John's
groin. `I...I'm going out with K9 in a minute. See you in an hour,' and she
quickly left the sundeck, her face a little on the red side. I couldn't
help but laugh and John joined in though his was more of a chuckle.

   `Well she certainly got an eyeful there,' I said, sitting down and
passing a can over.

   `It's a mouthful I'd rather have,' John said quietly, his eyes looking
at my cock which started to rise up at his remark.

   `Me too,' I grinned as I saw that he was getting an erection as
well. `But let's wait until she leaves.' John took a long pull at his beer
before rolling over onto his front.

   `In case she comes back up again,' he said with a sheepish smile.

   `She might,' I said, `even if it's just to see two big pricks up here.'

   `I hope you're referring to our cocks and not us as men,' he said which
made me laugh. Then came the excited barking of K9 and I knew she was about
to go off for his walkies.

   `I'm off now' I heard her calling out from below.

   `Okay,' I shouted back and gave John a grin. `Give her time to be well
clear of the house,' I said quietly and we both waited for a few minutes
before John sat up and slipped off his lounger to kneel on his shorts and
take hold of my erection. It was really throbbing now and welcomed the
coolness of his hand as he grasped it and held it upright. His mouth was
hotter than the sun that it had been exposed to. I couldn't help but gasp
as I felt his tongue push its way down under the foreskin. I lay back and
gave myself up to the waves of pleasure that flowed up from my groin. He
sucked and tongued the head whilst his hand moved slowly up and down on the
shaft, the skin moving silkily over the hard flesh beneath. I didn't last
long as my hips began to buck and came in his mouth. He twisted his head
sideways to look at me, his mouth full of my cock and sperm and I swear
that his eyes were sparkling. He swallowed and then licked all round the
exposed head and sat back on the lounger, letting go of me.

   `Lovely stuff,' he said with a smile as he licked his lips and gave his
own cock a rub before lying back on the lounger. I was quickly off mine, my
erection, still hard, bobbing about between my legs as I knelt down beside
him.

   `I'm really getting to like this,' I said as I held his prick upright,
giving it a squeeze before pulling my hand down, making the foreskin really
stretch. Then it suddenly was down under the rim of the head, leaving it
fully exposed, all red and purple in colour, the shaft throbbing in my
hand. I bent down and took him in to his gasp and really gave him a good
tonguing as I worked my head up and down in the opposite movement of my
hand. He gave out a crooning sound as I sucked on him and felt his hands
hold my head as his hips began to lift up to meet my mouth. It feels like a
bucket full when the sperm erupts into the mouth when it's really only
about a dessert spoon full, but it's hot and has a slightly salty taste to
it. But it was now becoming like nectar to me and took it all and savoured
what I had achieved in making him come.

   I finally released him, giving the tip of his steaming cock a quick kiss
before stretching my body out over his on the lounger and kissing him,
squashing our pricks between us.

   `That was wonderful John. Especially with us doing it out here in the
open air,' I said.

   `Yes, I enjoyed it, but, it's time for me to go,' he said.

   `So soon?' I cried.

   `I'm afraid so. Carol's due home just after four and I forgot to look to
see if she took the house keys with her. So I'd better be home before she
is,' he said.

   `I suppose so,' I said, a little disgruntled, getting up off of him and
letting him sit up.

   `I'll make sure she takes the keys with her next time,' he said, putting
on his shorts. I didn't bother with mine as I would spend the rest of the
afternoon up on the deck there. But I followed him downstairs, naked, as he
put on his shirt and gave me a kiss in the doorway. `See you on Tuesday
then?' he asked with a smile as he stroked my cock.

   `Most definitely,' I said with a smile and let him go off home while I
went back upstairs to wait till Sally came home.

                                                         *

   `You had a good look at him then?' I asked when I turned off my light
when we were settling down in the bed for the night. We had both avoided
the subject during dinner.

   `Well I couldn't but help it now, could I?' she replied.

   `Do you think he's bigger than me?' I asked.

   `You can't tell when it's soft like this,' she said as she took hold of
my cock. `Oh!' It wasn't soft but rock hard. `Now if it had been up like
this, I might have been able to tell,' she said, and I could hear the smile
in her voice.

   `Well don't just hold it,' I said. `Start rubbing it,' so she began to
move her hand up and down on my shaft. `Take it in your mouth,' I said
after a couple of minutes.

   `No.'

   `Yes. Then I'll go down on you,' I said.

   `You won't come in my mouth?'

   `Not if you don't want me to,' I said, giving her a nudge to get her
moving. She wriggled her way down the bed and I felt her hot breath waft
over the head of my erection before taking it into the warmth of her
mouth. I sighed as she began to suck and found that she was seriously
lacking in the art as compared to John. But overall, she wasn't doing a bad
job. `Steady old girl if you don't want me to come where it is now.' I felt
the cold air hit the exposed head as she lifted her head up off me.

   `Now Bob, now!' she cried as she rolled over onto her back, her legs
opening for me to get in between them and found she was more than ready for
me. I slid in easily and melded our pubic hairs together and had a glorious
fuck with Sally thrashing about under me as she had an orgasm, prompting me
to come inside her at the same time.

   `That's the best yet,' she panted as she kissed and I rolled off of her,
quite a happy man.

                                                         *

    I got the pool furniture out from the under-build over the
weekend. Well it was almost June and the weather was now deserving of me
getting it out ready. The sun was hot and we would soon be spending most
afternoons down by the pool, under the sun shade if it got too hot, or
swimming.

   The water looked inviting, but it was Tuesday that I was looking forward
to, not cold water to cool me down. Sally couldn't understand my new lease
of life in respect of the increased sex we were having, three times a week
now.

                                                         *