Things had been going well with Lesley since we'd first met at Ruth and David's. There had been countless phone conversations and each Wednesday we'd meet up for a drink at a pub just outside Leicester. Timing wasn't on our side however as my end of year exams were looming. I was the first person in my family to go to university and I didn't want to let my parents down. We weren't a rich family and I knew the sacrifices they had made to give me this opportunity. So we made the decision to keep things platonic until I'd got my exams out of the way. It was frustrating as hell. Lesley always made an effort to look hot for our meetings and sometimes it would draw the attention of the other drinkers but she seemed oblivious to their glances. It really felt like she only had eyes for me.
When we met, Lesley always wanted to know more about me. Sometimes our conversations felt a bit like of an interrogation. I didn't mind, in fact I found it flattering. We discovered that we had a shared interest in the film Blade Runner. Lesley was a big fan of the author Philip K. Dick who wrote the book it was based on, while I had to admit that I had a thing for the character Pris played by Darryl Hannah. On disclosing this, I got a hundred more questions about what I liked about Pris. Was it her body? Was it the way she dressed? Was it her manner? I felt there was almost a bit of jealousy. She countered with an affectation for Rambo which I was a bit surprised at. She told me she loved his strong silent persona and that she had a thing for muscular guys. Then she paid me a compliment and said that I looked a bit like Sylvester Stallone, which in a very, very dark room I might have.
At the end of the evening we'd sit in my car for a while and make out. It was hard to resist the temptation to fuck her but if you've ever tried to do it in a Mini then you'll know it's not going happen easily.
We made plans to spend the weekend together after my exams finished and Lesley suggested we spend it at her flat. I wasn't really sure about spending the weekend in an apartment paid for by David but in truth I had no money to do anything else. She said that she would arrange with Ruth to make sure that we had the weekend to ourselves.
In the meantime I studied hard and when I wasn't studying spent my time in the gym or running. The exams were two weeks before the end of the summer term. They finished on the Wednesday and after that there was nothing to do except party and wait to find out the results.
I drove to Nottingham on the Friday. I thought that if I left a bit earlier I could surprise Lesley and meet her as she came out of work. I knew what time she finished and so I parked the Mini in a car park nearby and waited for her outside the main doors of the building I thought she worked in. Just when I was beginning to question whether I'd got the right building she emerged chatting to two colleagues. When she noticed me she shrieked then ran towards me and launched herself onto me. If she'd been any heavier or I'd spent less time at the gym then she'd have bowled me over. After planting a big kiss on me she turned back to her colleagues.
"Rachel, Pete. This is my boyfriend, Steven."
"Hi. Everyone except Lesley calls me Steve," I said.
"Hi," Pete responded. "Lesley's told us all about you but we were beginning to think you might not exist. How did the exams go?"
"Ok, I think. I'll find out in a week."
"Can we tempt the two of you to come for a Friday pint?" Rachel asked. "Lesley never comes with us but you might be able to persuade her to change her mind."
"Can we?" said Lesley. Her eyes implored me.
"Sure. You don't need to ask a student if he fancies a pint."
We went to a pub close to where they worked and Pete got a round in. It turned out that Lesley, Rachel and Pete were all hired at the same time. Rachel and Pete had hooked up soon after and were now living together.
Lesley was funny. She couldn't stop talking the whole time we were in the pub. I wasn't sure if it was nerves or excitement but everyone else struggled to get a word in. When the time came I offered to get the next round in but Pete declined saying that they needed to make a move.
"Listen..." he said, "it's a long shot but if you guys are free tomorrow night then we're going to a club in Nottingham. It's our two year anniversary."
Lesley looked at me with those same imploring eyes. I squeezed her hand.
"We'd love to," she said.
Pete and I walked outside while the girls made plans. He lit up a cigarette and took a long puff.
"We've never seen her so happy these last few weeks."
"Thanks," I said, not sure how to respond. "Fingers crossed."
I followed Lesley home in the Mini. Her apartment was on the first floor of a modern two story block of private flats with underground parking. David had spent a bit of money on this place for sure. Once we were in the apartment we didn't last twenty seconds before my trousers were off and her panties were around her ankles. I grabbed her arse and hoisted her up. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips. I pushed her back against the hallway wall and inserted my cock all the way into her already moist pussy, then left it there while we kissed.
"Where is the bedroom?" I asked.
"Over there, on the left."
With my cock still in her I carried her to the bedroom and carefully laid her on the bed. Lying on top of her I started to pump her, gently at first but she urged me to go in harder. Her legs were still wrapped around me and every time I lifted my hips her whole lower body came with me. However hard I went she implored me to fuck her harder. A change of position was called for. I told her to un-wrap her legs and lift her knees to her chest. With her legs on my shoulders I took the weight of my upper body on my arms and stuffed my cock back into her then proceeded to fuck her as hard as I could. Each stroke came all the way out then slammed back in. I fucked her for all I was worth, desperate to give her the servicing she cried out for. Eventually she came, screaming loudly when she did, her fingernails digging into my arse cheeks. I kept going as long as I could until inevitably I shot my load in her and we collapsed on the bed.
She snuggled into me and I put my arm round her. After a couple of minutes of lying there I thought I heard a sniff.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
She lifted her head and I saw that tears were welling up in her eyes.
"What's the matter?"
"When we met Pete and Rachel I told them that you were my boyfriend. I should have asked you first."
"It's not a problem, I'm flattered," I said.
"I want you to be my boyfriend but I'm already in a relationship with David. I don't think anyone wants to share their girlfriend with someone else. I didn't want to bring this up now. I'm so sorry I just couldn't help crying when I thought about it."
"I look at it this way," I said. "If it hadn't been for meeting Ruth and David then I wouldn't have met you. So really I've got them to thank for that.
She sniffed and said, "I guess".
I've never had a proper girlfriend before. I've had fun with a few couples over the past few months and I enjoy it. What I guess that I'm looking for is someone who wants to share that with me. I guess I'm looking for my own version of Ruth."
"I'd love to be your Ruth," she said and her face lit up.
"Then this could be the start of something great."
"And you'd be ok with me and David?"
"I would. The only thing I ask is that we are honest with each other and we discuss everything."
"I won't let you down, I promise. So how do we start meeting other people? I want to show you what a good decision you've made."
"Well, there are swinger clubs and contact magazines. I've never been to a club but I'll buy you a copy of Rendezvous contact magazine tomorrow. I met Ruth and David though Rendezvous."
"Ok."
"Now, shall we go out and get some food? I'm starving."
We managed to get a table for two at a little Italian restaurant round the corner from Lesley's apartment. As it was a Friday night the place was busy and we were lucky to get a table. I hadn't noticed before but for someone who was so slight Lesley could certainly pack her food away. Alcohol was a different story however. I started with a beer, she had a gin and tonic, then we shared a bottle of wine. When we left the restaurant she was already giggling like a school girl.
"There's a newsagent that stays open late just down the street. Do you think they'll have your magazine?"
We went in search of the newsagent and sure enough tucked away on the top shelf they had a copy of Rendezvous. I bought it with a still giggling Lesley standing by my side then we made a quick exit. When we got home Lesley devoured the magazine from cover to cover. She'd have had us travelling the length and breadth of the country given the chance. I could see that she was keen to prove a point.
"Let's leave that for another day," I said. "We've got some catching up to do."
We fucked again then fell asleep, Lesley clutching me tightly. It felt good.
I woke up at around 8 a.m. on Saturday. Lesley was still fast asleep so I got up, made myself a coffee and sat in the lounge. I hadn't really noticed the lounge the night before. It was well furnished and one wall had been fitted with end to end bookshelves which were heaving with books. They were mostly science fiction but with a mix of others too. There were also a selection of graphic novels (posh comics) and at the very top, almost out of reach, a collection of videocassettes. I could see Blade Runner and Rambo amongst others but there were also a number DVDs in plain boxes too (the sort you used to record off the telly). They looked suspiciously like the videocassettes David used to film his exploits. I was tempted to put one in the video player and find out but thought better of it.
I picked up what I thought was going to be a graphic novel but it turned out to be Asterix. I'd never been into superhero comics but Asterix made me chuckle. Unfortunately this copy was in French so I had to do the best I could with my O-level French. I was trying my best to translate it when Lesley walked in, naked.
"Morning lover," she said, straddling me on the sofa and making sure my attention was no longer on the book. "Asterix? I can see we have some work to do with you."
"I'm just a simple engineer milady."
I grabbed her buttocks and pulled her into me before kissing her. She responded pushing her tongue deep into my mouth while parting my dressing gown with one hand and releasing my cock down below.
"I'm desperate for a cup of tea," she said teasingly before climbing off me and heading for the kitchen. "Can I get you another coffee?"
