This is my first piece on Literotica although I have written many other pieces, mostly involving the character, Nick. I know that this is quite long but I feel that it is worth taking the time to allow the story to unfold. I hope that you enjoy reading it.
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Nick is an English guy in his forties, a confirmed bachelor and womaniser. He loves his varied sex life – and his many lady friends love it too.
Nick was looking at his sex souvenir collection again as he added Zoe's tiny bra and panties to it. Zoe had left them with him after their first sexual encounter as a gift to mark that first time. Before he closed the drawer, he picked up some of the little Perspex boxes he stored there. Each contained a tuft of pubic hair and was labelled with a name and date. He looked at a few of the names. Nick always tried to persuade every one of his bed partners to allow him to take a snip of their intimate body hair. One such box quickly brought back some interesting memories as he read the label. The name on the box was Sarah and the date was around five years ago.
Nick had first known Sarah from a business that he had an involvement in. She had worked there as a senior PA. Aged, thirty-something, she was attractive, perhaps pretty more that wholly attractive, slim, small breasts, great ass and good legs. Her hair was blonde but that was bottle blonde as he knew for sure. Sarah had left the business after a prolonged absence and Nick never knew where she went from there. The other girls at the business, who had all been friends of Sarah's used to say that she was the oldest virgin in town, likely to be returned un-opened, they joked. It seems that Sarah was very dedicated to her parents and rarely bothered with men friends.
A couple of years had passed since Nick had last seen her and purely by chance, they met in the street. He recognised her immediately and she him. They stopped to talk, both quite pleased to see the other. The usual catch up topics were dealt with, how everyone was and who was doing what now, then Nick asked Sarah where she was working. She had gone to a business not far away and was happy there. Nick, being a bit taller than Sarah, was able to look down at her chest. He realised that Sarah was showing more exposed flesh than he ever remembered before. He could see a reasonable indication of the size of her breasts. He could just see the start of her pure white skin tone, where the sun tan stopped. His mind immediately speculated as to what had changed in her way of presenting herself.
As they began to wind up the conversation, Sarah suddenly said "Nick, would you like to go out for dinner sometime? I'd like to take you for dinner – old time's sake, if you like. We could have a better catch up." Slightly surprised, but flattered and not expecting anything to come from it but a meal, he happily agreed.
They met at a nice restaurant one mid-week night. Nick took this to mean that it was not really a date, more like two friends meeting for a meal. Sarah looked very smart in her dark blue dress and Nick noticed the extra view of her breasts was there again. Over dinner, the talk was about the old place and people and then it graduated to travel. Sarah bemoaned her fate of being a lone traveller and what that entails. She sometimes went away with a girl friend but found it didn't always go well. Two independent female minds didn't always travel well together, she told Nick. "I'm planning a long weekend away soon – a city break to Rome. I suppose it'll be on my own."
She told Nick the planned itinerary and sites to be seen and he genuinely enthused about her choice. "I've never been there. It sounds fascinating. You'll have a great time. Watch out for those Italian men, though." She looked at him questioningly and he explained how the Italians in Rome are renowned for bum pinching and the odd grope.
She looked at him, eyes wide in mock shock. "Hey Nick, I don't suppose you'd think about coming with me, would you? Just platonic, of course, separate rooms. You'd get to see Rome and you'd protect me from those naughty men."
He was about to decline as a matter of course and then something made him consider it more. "You know, if your serious, I might just do that." Sarah seemed excited. They concluded the evening saying that the trip was on and Sarah would plan and book it all. Nick would pay his way after she had it all set up.
Sarah looked lovely when they met for the journey to the airport. Her outfit highlighted a sexy figure and once again, breasts were quite prominent. Nick was surprised once more by the style change in Sarah compared to the old days. The flight was good and on time so they were soon checking in to the hotel. Sarah went to reception to do the check-in and seemed to take a few minutes so Nick looked around the lobby. She re-joined him. She was flustered and red in the face. "Oh Nick, there's been a mix up and they've put us in one room. There's no more rooms available. I'm so sorry. At least there are twin beds. Are you okay with that?"
He smiled, wondering briefly what it might lead to, but he was gallant. "More important, are you okay with it? Shall I find another hotel?"
She wouldn't hear of that. "No, we need to be together. I'm sure I'll be fine. We're both mature adults. We'll make the best of it, won't we."
They went up to the room. It was quite large and both beds were queen size. The bathroom was large too with a separate shower and bath as well as twin sinks in the vanity unit. Sarah seemed excited with the room despite the mix up with the booking. They unpacked, changed clothes with one using the bathroom while the other changed in the bedroom and they set of for the first bout of site-seeing. They changed again before going out to dinner. The chosen restaurant had some open air tables and, as the temperature was perfect, they sat outside. Nick chose a good white wine and was pleasantly surprised by how much Sarah liked it – and how much she drank.
The conversation was very varied but well into the bottle of wine Sarah had become emboldened enough to ask Nick some personal questions. "So Nick, what is your philosophy in life? How do you plan things with the ladies? You never seem to have a regular lady on your arm, do you – but you always have a lady on your arm!"
He grinned at her. "Well Sarah, I don't have a regular lady friend, I have a few. And each of them has their idea of what they want from me – but they know from the beginning where they stand. There's no commitment on offer or to be worked towards."
Sarah drained her glass and Nick suggested that they have a glass of red wine each. She agreed and then asked him for some more details of his ways with the ladies. "So, they know that you don't want to settle down. So what do they get then?"
Nick wondered how much to impart. He decided to be open but brief. "Some want an occasional date – dinner or cinema or drinks. Some want those things and then back to my place. Some just want to meet me at my place."
His companion weighed up his words. "And by 'back to your place' you mean ......?"
He decided to be blunt. "I mean that we go to bed for sex!" Sarah nodded sagely, leaving Nick to wonder what she was imagining.
"So, some just meet up with you for sex then?" she asked, not sure what such a woman must be like.
