I have been in a relationship with Billy for almost 2 years now. The last time I had sex with anybody else was just before we met. It was with a man called Jimmy and we did it in the back of his car in the night club car park after it closed. At odd times, I would remember that experience, but I was blissfully happy with Billy and we had bought a home together and had settled down to 'married' life. However, things were about to change. I was 27 years old with normal build, Billy a little older that I at 39 years and a little over weight, but having light colour skin.
Billy and I were at a union conference in the north of England. He was a union delegate and attended the different workshops and I would sit about in the bar and at times would walk about town just to keep myself interested. This particular day Billy was at a workshop and I was sitting at a bar table just minding my own business when someone shouted my name.
"Joe – Joe Ramell" the voice said.
I turned my head and this man walked up to me with a smile, as he got near to where I was sitting I recognized him, it was Jimmy, the man that fucked me in the back of his car some 2 years ago.
We spoke a little and I invited him to sit with me. I looked at my watch and noted that Billy would be an hour before his workshop ended. As we talked, I realized that I had not told Billy about Jimmy. I didn't think it necessary because it was a one-night stand, although a good satisfying one. Jimmy was living in the south and up here as a delegate from his union branch. He also had a partner and they were swingers and at time had 3somes which kept there sex life exciting. We never mentioned the back seat fuck we had. I told him about Billy and we were living together. After more talk, I discovered that he was staying in the same hotel as Billy and I, but just one floor up.
Jimmy asks if I required more drink, yes, I said I will have a coffee because I've had enough beer for now. He went to the bar while I pondered the memories of that night in Jimmy's car, and the way he 'filled me up' with that cock of his. I also remembered that I looked out for him for some time after, hoping to get another good fucking but I never found him. I stopped searching when Billy and I started a relationship. Jimmy came back from the bar saying sorry but its closed till 7pm. He enquired if I had a coffee machine in the room. I said we did and I felt safe in inviting him to share coffee with me. As we walked to my room I kept thinking that I must not let this get out of hand because I can tell he might like to fuck me again, and more to the point I would like him to fuck me again. I suppressed such thoughts not wanting to cheat on my partner.
We got to the room and I un-lock the door inviting Jimmy in. I went over to the coffee machine to switch on the water heater; I heard the door close with a 'click' sound as the door was locked. I thought 'have I gone too far – in letting Jimmy in'. As I placed the kettle of water onto the hot ring, I felt Jimmy's arms wrap around my chest. He whispered it's been a long time since that night in the car park. I said nothing and carried on putting the coffee into the cups. He slowly pulled our bodies together and I could feel his bulge pressing against my arse. He said again 'do you remember often – that night, because I do'. I told him I do very often, but I am Billy's now.
"I can feel your breathing, its quick and shallow" as he nudged his nose in my right ear.
"I can't do this" I said
"Your head is saying no – but your body is saying yes" he grinned while putting his tongue into my right ear.
"Can you remember what you said when I pulled out of you – Can you" he said loudly.
