This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/Ma, Consensual, Reluctant, Gay, BiSexual, Heterosexual, BDSM, DomSub, MaleDom, Spanking, Rough, Sadistic, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Sex Toys, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Size.
This was written by SEVERUSMAX and myself.
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"Wow, aren't we getting a little frisky here? Was it something in the tea, or are you just excited about fulfilling an old crush?" Ward flirted, as they headed back to the townhouse he shared with Peter.
"Well, if it was something in my tea, you must have put it there!" Selene winked at him.
"Since we've eliminated that possibility, I'd say that you're rather excited about fulfilling an old crush," he teased her back.
"Yes, I am!" she replied.
Selene moved closer to Ward, her hand sliding further to the left near his crotch. He moved his right hand to her thigh in response, wondering why it felt awkward. Selene rode in comfortable silence, listening to the soft rock station's nightly segment for love songs. This put her in a romantic mood for what was to come.
Arriving at Ward's medium-sized townhouse, Selene started to open the door to his Mustang, but he stopped her.
"Let me open that door for you, please," Ward insisted, trying to use the delay to make it feel more natural for him. He didn't understand why the anxiety returned.
"Why, thank you. You're being quite the gentleman tonight," she pointed out.
"That's the way I believe a lady should be treated," he forced a grin.
Ward helped Selene out of the car. Wondering why he was so tense, she followed him to the townhouse door. It took little effort for him to unlock the front door and let her inside what struck her as a rather well kept bachelor pad. He hadn't been lying earlier that evening when he said that their "bachelor pad" was cleaner than most, she thought.
"Would you care for a nightcap?" he nervously asked her, wanting some liquid courage.
"Yes, but only if you share one with me. I don't want to drink by myself," she responded.
"Sounds good to me," Ward made himself smile while checking his messages. The message indicator flashed, telling him that someone had left him a message.
"Ward, our special shipment that was due tomorrow has been delayed, so you don't have to come in until Monday at 10. Have a good weekend," his boss told him through the voice mail.
"That was my boss. She told me that I didn't have to work tomorrow, so I can stay up and sleep in a bit. What will you drink?" Ward remarked, hoping that a stronger buzz would help him relax.
"Why don't you pick the drinks? I don't know what you have available," Selene observed.
"Oh, yeah, that was dumb of me! How about some Seagram's 7 with some 7 Up?" he asked.
"Otherwise known as Seagram's 7 and 7? It's one of my favorites!" she reacted.
After pouring the drinks, Ward asked, "Why don't I show you our place while we drink?"
"I would love to see the rest of your townhouse," Selene responded.
Ward showed Selene the kitchen and dining area, which were larger than most in townhouses. He then led her upstairs to show her the bedrooms and the sizable secondary bathroom. Ward pointed to Peter's room, the door being open. Selene noticed that the room looked like either unused or kept by an anal-retentive man, because it showed no signs of use.
"For a man in his twenties, Peter has an immaculately clean bedroom," Selene commented, wondering why.
"That's just Peter. He tends to be 'anal' about some things," Ward punned, enjoying the inside joke.
Ward then showed Selene his own bedroom. This contained the master bathroom, which was larger than the other one. She could tell that it was definitely "lived-in". She noticed a pair of shoes that were too large to fit Ward's feet in the corner, along with some clothes lying there. Ward quickly picked up the clothes and tossed them into the hamper.
"Peter showered here earlier, so he left his clothes and shoes here. He likes my pulsating shower better," he anxiously pointed out.
Selene personally thought it was strange for a supposedly "anal" man to leave his clothes lying in another man's bedroom. There was also the odd act of taking off his clothes in the room to begin with, instead of undressing in his own room, but she dismissed these minor issues. She noticed a peculiar smell in the bedroom that was not in the rest of the house.
She sniffed the air and asked Ward "What is that smell? I can't quite place it. It seems like I've smelt it before."
"I lit some incense earlier tonight that is called 'Sex' or something like that. It's supposed to make the room smell good," he quickly explained.
"Uh huh! I have heard of incense called that. Maybe that is it, though it really smells more like people have done it in here than some incense," she replied skeptically.
"Yeah, that's the point of the incense," Ward nervously covered up, wishing that he had lit some incense.
Selene sat on the bed, taking her drink with her. Pushing her doubts aside, she sipped it and winked at Ward, getting bolder by the minute. She was quite eager to get on with the main event, so she uncrossed her legs and let him see her panties. Ward tossed back the remaining cocktail and set the glass down. Then he started slowly undressing, kicking off his shoes, and then removing his shirt. The whole time, he watched for her reaction and hoped that he didn't misread her actions.
Ward really felt the impact of the booze by this point, aiding him in his self-delusion. He started rationalizing to convince himself that there was nothing wrong with him other than being out of practice with the dating life. He told himself that it had nothing to do with Peter and their conversation earlier. The excuses were really bullshit, but he believed them anyway.
"Oh, boy, I love a good striptease!" she encouraged him.
"So do I!" he taunted her, fueled by her interest.
