This was the very early 90s and it all started out as a date with my course mate Franco at the Victoria & Albert museum, I was then an exchange student taking graduate courses in the UK and weekends are always reserved for fun and exciting adventures. We travelled from Brighton to London on the train and took the late entrance time so we paid just a pound for the fee as the museum will close in an hour or so.
Since we don't have much time, we breezed through most exhibits. I didn't do this though for the exhibits on Princess Diana as I love looking at the clothes she wore. I took my time there. But for the rest, we would literally walk past them in a hurried pace and just absorb what our eyes could take in.
The V&A has several floors of exhibits. We go one floor, breeze through that floor by walking quickly in the middle of everything, from one end of the building to the other end.
As we went up or down each floor, I forgot the sequence we did, but he would take me aside in some secluded spot and either kiss me, grope me, finger me, or do all three or as much as he could. He did it for every floor except the ground floor.
As expected, it made me crave for more so I asked him how he intended to finish what he started.
"We could go to my friend's place, that's where my group hangs out"
I said, "Okay," and we went.
It was a small flat in downtown London. There were people there when we arrived as it turned out there's a bit of a party going on. Maybe two girls and three guys were already there including the guy who owns the place. We were welcomed, given drinks and some food. I ate a sausage roll or two as I was hungry. It was a small sausage roll, like two inches long, but it was the only solid food I had since the afternoon. Most were chips and nuts. Franco stepped out for a while to get me white wine as I didn't do beer much during that time. The most I could drink of beer is like 1/4 to 1/2 a pint but I could finish a bottle of white, if needed. There were others who came after we arrived. I remember a girl and some guys coming in after us.
The set up was very informal and do as you please. Some people were seated around a round table, others were on the settee, some couples were standing talking or dancing in various corners of the place.
The place was not square or rectangle. It had corners and nooks and crannies. When you enter, you are like in a lounge area where the settee is and you can see the dining and kitchen area straight from the lounge area. The toilet was to the left of the kitchen and from the kitchen and dining you could see the bed. But not from the settee or lounge. The place was like an L but with more corners. It was dimly lit too except the kitchen area.
People also came and went. Some stepped out to get more drinks and some did not come back. Those who stayed also did all sorts, talk, dance, smooch, and make out at the bed. I could not see who was in the bed but could hear as Franco and I were first seated at the settee like a regular couple. He even had his arm around me. He would also kiss, smooch, and fondle my breasts. At times, I was seated on his lap while we kissed hard. I suppose I was sort of waiting for our "turn to use" the bed. I was horny, no doubt, from the prep he made earlier at the museum.
At one point, he stood up, pulled me up and sort of led us into a dance. I forgot the song. A bit slow and sexy and he had his arms around me and we sort of would grind into each other. He had a hard on.
