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.
I knew what I said, but I didn't want to say it. He slid his hands down over my bulge and squeezed.
"I knew you would be hard for me down there. Now – tell me what you said when I pulled my cock out of you in the back of my car that time" he whispered.
"I have never felt so full" I croaked.
"Yes – that is exactly what you said to me" he said has he rubbed his hardness into my arse.
I turned round with my head down looking at the floor. He held my face in his hands and kissed my forehead. I involuntary rubbed my crutch onto his and looked up into his eyes. He could see that the fight to resist him was all but over. He slowly brought his face to mine; we kissed lightly, then passionately. We rubbed our bodies together as our tongues darted into our mouths.