Chapter One: The Hookup.
It was Boxing Day in Far North Queensland and the guests were arriving for the pool party at the house I was sharing.
I was sharing with a single woman in her late thirties and she had several single friends, but I had maintained an impeccable relationship with the friends and had not hit on any of them, preferring to let them make the first move (if that was going to happen).
I'd been living there for a couple of months so far and whilst I wasn't in the "Circle of Trust" with the girls, I was sitting close enough to it to hear the conversations. Whilst they never directly discussed intimate acts, there was enough detail in the conversations to let me know their sexual activity, and it was surprising.
My previous theories of feminine sex drives was revolutionised by this interaction.
I realised that women were as sexually driven as men, but had far greater opportunity to partake of casual sex. I always knew it, but these girls were all active.
My house mate usually had a different lover every couple of weeks and one of her friends had an average of two casual lovers a week!
I heard a story that one of the women, a petite firecracker called Sam who had a teenage son, had actually fucked one of his mates! She was very petite, short and very "open" about sexual matters. In fact she openly refered to anal sex in a conversation with me.
Truth be known, I had the major hots for her and I think it was reciprocated in a way, but I never had the opportunity to close the deal. In fact, I half hoped she might put out at this party.
One of the friends brought another friend, a slender, youthful looking brunette who appeared to be in her late twenties. Her name was Carol. Carol had a nice smile and kind eyes. her figure was petite, with slim hips and small breasts on a 5'4' frame. She looked to be in her twenties.
In my life I worked out that it's creepy to hit on a woman less than half your age plus seven years, but it's OK to reciprocate if they hit on you! I'm in my late forties, so mid thirties is my lower limit. Plus, they have to be showing some interest.
There were several bikini clad hotties in the pool and they invited me to join them. The drinks were flowing and I was chatting to the group but noticed Carol was hanging around near me. We chatted to each other, finding out more about ourselves.
Earlier I had loaned my house mate some cash for a dinner run and to my surprise she came up to me that afternoon and explained that she didn't have the cash at this time, but she had an extra Ecstasy Pill and would I like it? Everyone was partaking, so I decided to join the group and take the pill. I'd had them before on occasion and I definitely wasn't a square.
Carol and I chatted, she sat in her black bikini, with bows to tie the front and rear together meeting over her slender hips. She lounged on the side of the pool and was directly interested in me. She had very slender legs and small pert looking breasts and I found myself attracted to her.
I'm reasonably attractive, but there were only a few males at the party and she looked so young that I found myself flattered by her attention.
After a while, Carol got up from the edge of the pool and asked me to join her on the outdoor couch in the shade, I climbed out of the pool, towelled off, slipped into a shirt but left it unbuttoned and joined her on the couch.
Immediately I sat next to her, Carol put her arm around me and gave me a cuddle. I thought that she was too young for me and it was probably the effects of the drugs that made her all touchy feely, so I went with it, but restrained my baser urges. We were chatting and she was whispering in my ear, I stroked her legs, but didn't try to close the deal.
After a while I felt her mouth close to my ear and heard her breath. "Are you homosexual?" She asked.
"No!" I replied, shocked that she had asked.
I'm well spoken and a gentlemen but that doesn't necessarily make me gay.
Just 'cause I'm not groping her means I'm gay?
"Then what's wrong?" She asked. "Why are you holding back? Don't you want to have some fun?"
"Well," I replied "it's not that I'm not attracted to you, but you're a little young for me and I don't want to get a rep as a creep. I have to live here!"
"Honey," she replied "just how old do you think I am?"
"Well, you look to be in your late twenties!" I said. "You're beautiful and I really am having trouble holding back here!"
"Oh, sweetheart!" she breathed into my ear, "you're so hunky, I'm thirty four!"
"Well," I replied with a smile starting to spread on my face, "that's half my age plus seven years!"
I grazed her ear with my lips and whispered, "You are a beautiful courtesan, but I don't want to go too far in public."
"You live here don't you?" she replied.
"I don't want to get a rep as a sleaze bag." I replied.
"Honey, it's just a bit of fun!" she breathed into my ear.
I was getting really turned on now but I didn't want to cause a scene. I looked around and there were a few people scattered around the pool and the outdoor setting. No-one seemed to be observing me, so I leaned towards Carol and kissed her.
She opened her mouth and I felt her tongue probe for mine, I returned the caress of her tongue. We kissed passionately and I lost track of time. I felt her stroking my back and my thighs and I became aroused in my board shorts. She slipped her hand inside my shirt and curled my chest hair around her slender fingers.
"I love a real man with a hairy chest," she cooed. "What else is hairy?"
"You'll have to find out young lady!"
"I want to find out!" she replied.
At this point I figured that we were two consenting adults and she wanted me to take the lead in the seduction. I had barely restrained myself from caressing her sexual zones, in case I was being put on show. Further, my house mate had provided me the drugs, so I thought I could cover any accusation of being a sexual predator...
"Well, we can't do that here babe, you wanna move this party inside?" I smiled.
"I thought you'd never ask!" she smiled back.
"Play it cool," I said, "my room is the door on the left beyond the kitchen and I'll head in there now, you follow in a couple minutes, everyone will know, but what the fuck, I want you!"
"You go in lover and I'll see you in a minute." She smiled.
I got up and moved into the house, my house mate was in the kitchen and she gave me a wink as I walked past to my room.
"How YOU doing?" My house mate asked with a wicked grin on her face.
"Real fuckin' good!" I replied. "That "pinger" has got me going!" I went into my room, closing the door behind me to hide my blushing face.
I waited in the room, not knowing what would happen next. Was Carol setting me up, putting me on show? Would she follow through with the meeting?
I put on some smooth music and sat on the edge of my bed waiting for Carol to come into my room, I turned on the bedside lamp and closed the blinds over the window.
I heard my house mate outside the room say: "He's a nice guy, don't fuck him over!"
She must be hanging outside the room, talking to Carol.
