***This story includes bisexual female and male first time exploration, if that does not suit you, kindly move on. If that is your forte, enjoy***
For sake of anonymity, I can be referred to my nickname, "Irish". I am a 44 year old divorced man. Athletic for the entirety of my life, but being mid 40s, things have slowed down a bit with my career and life in general. I am 6'2 215 lbs and still solid. I am coming out of a very "vanilla" relationship that never kept me going sexually. I was married for a long time, but I should have known from the get go that it was not going to work as our sexual preferences were night and day from each other. I had been unfaithful, but we tried to make it work, but it just was never meant to be. We were both good looking people looking for two different things.
Toward the end of my marriage, I accidently met "Jax" online. I am not the online dating guy, but she just showed up in a online game we were both playing, and one thing tended to lead to another. I found out she lived near me and allowed things to manifest naturally. Jax was the woman I never knew I needed in my life until I had her. Not only was she a perfect knockout with her brunette curls and big brown eyes, she matched my sexual needs and desires and then some. I loved being out with and seeing the other men stop to look at her as we passed. A simple smile would creep across my face when it happened. Jax would always ask me what I was smiling about, but she always got the simple response, "Nothing."
She always has that look "come get some" look with the corners of always turned up as she peered into your soul. I knew the first time I saw a picture of her lazily lying in her bed. Her heavy breasts heaving our from her low cut shirt. Her perfect skin seemed so soft and delicate. I knew I wanted to wake up next to that picture of beauty for the rest of my life. As a mother of two teenagers, she still looked like a tight little teenager herself with just the right amount of a little extra in all the right spots.
Here we are now, a full year later. And I couldn't be happier (or so I thought). We are both hard working professionals that give everything we can give from 9-5, but we always found the time to flirt, send sexy pics, and what have you while working. I would send her my fantasies of having my asshole licked and, boom, she made it happen. Jax would send me fantasies of being fucking me in the ass. I never considered myself anything other that 100% straight, but after allowing Jax to have her fun, I was hooked on getting fucked in the ass by her. I loved watching her from my back as her tits would sway as stood over me and jerked my cock for me while plowing my tiny asshole.
And oh... the sex... GOD DAMN! I didn't know sex could feel so good. Her perfect little mouth always wanted more cock in her mouth as she looked up at me. Her perfectly smoothly shaven beefy pussy lips always took me in with pleasure. I found myself wanting her to bring her toys more and more as we continued to open each other's doors. We had sex in every corner of the city we lived in. We would always find time to enjoy sneaking away from her kids and trying so hard to keep quiet, but ended up giggling like school kids again. Sex was just fun again...
I loved the way she was obsessed with my cock. When we would spend the night together, she would wake me up by slowly wrapping her mouth around my helmet. In my slumber, I would get hard and her mouth would slowly traipse down until my pelvis was against her face, and my now hard cock buried into the back of her throat. I would feel her spittle fall across my hips as her tongue reached out to lick the top of my balls. The warmth of her tongue sliding against the belly of my shaft would send my over the edge quickly as I would wake up to an explosion of cum into her mouth. Jax would never allow a drop to go unattended to and would swallow every ounce of jism I excreted. Any bit that may have found its way out of her mouth was quickly and hungrily and expertly licked up. The look in her eyes of satisfaction always was the perfect icing on the cake.
Amidst the hustle and bustle of life and how truly fast time ran up on us, it was quickly our one year anniversary. I was awoken with a terrific blowjob and a new watch! I had no idea, and sadly, I planned nothing! This woman deserved anything and everything. Dammit! I felt like a failure! Quickly, I had to scramble for an idea and made up any excuse I could think of on my feet. "Dinner tonight 9pm. Wear something sexy!"
All day long, I searched and searched the internet for a perfect reservation. It was "Out of Season" so most restaurants had availability, but i need to find just the right spot for the special day. I stumbled onto a website that promised a perfect romantic dinner for two. "Quiet and secluded to allow you the coupling experience to meet your wildest desires." YES! This was it... I clicked on the website option to make a reservation with a sliver of hope that there were any options available - success! 9 pm reservation set.
I received an email about 5 mins later. "Hello Irish! And thank you for choosing to spend your evening with us at Nuits Sombre. We promise to fulfill any and all of your dining desires. Please let us know what it is you are looking for. and we promise to accommodate." Well shit! That sounds much too good to be true and being the deviant mind I am, that cannot be exactly what I am thinking. So i decide to wash all dirty thoughts away and focus on making this a special experience for my lady. I respond with dining requests to match my Cuban Goddess's tastes and ambience request of secluded and professional, discreet service. I did make mention that we were open to try new things. I receive further instructions on the location and other small items.
Night time comes, and I am actually more excited then i thought I would be. I get out of my car and adjust my black Hugo Boss suit jacket. My white collared shirt is opened down one button too far to show off a bit, but I am feeling good. I get to my girlfriend's door and she opens at looks amazing! Tight black cocktail dress barely past her perfect ass. The spaghetti straps hold up the top hem of the dress displays her ample cleavage. She is wearing a dainty diamond resting peacefully and alone on her chest. Her long legs are exposed down until her feet, were she wears her exquisite Louboutin stilettos with a small anklet around her left ankle.
Jax and I make the 15 minute journey to dinner in the car into a different part of town we never venture to an area of the city we never had been to. During the drive, she admits to me she could not wait to eat, and had a small snack, and was not all that hungry, but just wanted to enjoy the night. Thankful to hear that, I wasn't sure how hungry I was because I was so nervous about the evening, my stomach was in knots. She asks numerous times where we are headed, but I refuse to answer, partially because I want her to be surprised, and other part because I really did not know what to expect.
From the driver's seat, I reach over the center counsel and rest my hand lazily in her lap on her smooth leg. I lightly caress the inside of her left leg with my fingertips as the intrigue running through me is deep, but I play it cool as we pull into an alley and (remembering the instrcutions) look for "the black door with the Eiffel Tower on it". There is no other signage. No other markers to alert me that I had arrived at the correct location, but there is the door. I park right in front of the door as per the directions. We hurriedly rush to the door as the heavy mist falls upon us.
I open the door to a small reception lobby where a young gorgeous light skinned woman greets us. Her blonde hair with dark lowlights frames her face perfectly and flows over her shoulders. Her golden shimmery dress hangs down lightly onto her very fit frame with perfect handful sized breasts. Her nipples shoot out at us from beyond the fabric as she welcomes us by name in a very sexy tone. "Good evening Irish and Jax. My name is Nelly, and I will be one of your servers tonight. We have received your requests Irish. Let's see... It says here - 'Open to try new things'? Hmm, we have a few ideas for you cooking Those are our types of favorite customers." She smiles deeply. "Please follow me to your table this way." She looks at me with her sky blue eyes, then to Jax before she bites her bottom lip to try to hide a seductive smile. She slowly turns on her heels as begins to walk away. Her golden dress is all open in the back until it reaches the top of her butt crack. Amongst her light skin tone, I can see a tattoo on her flank as it reaches across her lower back with a female hand. Damn, how I want to see the rest of that tattoo.
As we follow Nelly, we can smell a perfume that is simply intoxicating. I have never been more in love with a perfume than that moment. Not sure if it is the excitement, the gorgeous woman ahead of us, or just the overall night, but that smell... Uff... Jax grabs my hands into hers and laces her fingers between mine before squeezing. I look over at her and she is as excited as I am. Her eyes glimmer with hope as we both watch Nelly purposefully swing her fit ass back and forth before she looks back over her shoulder at the two of us with a smirk. "What a tease!" I think as I watch closely.
We enter a decent sized dark room with a single table in the center. There are candles lit all around the room and sconces on the walls allowing us to see perfectly well, but in the dim light hiding all the secrets I knew this room to could tell. The black walled room is adorned with large dark red pillows and blankets on the floor with small tables and glassware aplenty.
