Nov. early 1980's
Tom called on the telephone last night. He is coming for a week at Thanksgiving. I couldn't tell him no, because I have missed the special chemistry between us and I get juicy just thinking about the time we spent together during the summer.
This visit will take some special planning on my part and if I don't do it right, my entire life as I know it could just explode in my face.
My parents live in a town nearby and my dad actually works in this town. He often just drops in for lunch on a Saturday or to say hi after work and to see how I am doing. I am expected to spend Thanksgiving with them. In fact, mom and I have been planning the menu. I need to make them think I will be spending my entire Thanksgiving school break with Allie and her parents across the state. Allie is my best girlfriend and her brother is who I had gone to spend the weekend with in my story "Paid in Full"(Erotic Couplings) which you may have read if you have been following my stories.
This creates another problem because Allie usually takes care of my cat when I am gone and Dad will volunteer to do it if I go to Allie's. Bree, a school friend, would be a cat sitter of record, but that means I need to take both Allie and Bree into my confidence and hope they don't talk.
Another potential problem is that in my condo complex of 320 units, there are no black owners or tenants. Integration was just recently forced upon the school system and our town has a black section where most blacks reside. I have an older couple across the hall and another elderly lady living beside me. We all share the same entrance hallway. Luckily Tom is flying in on Monday night so it will be dark when I take him home and both neighbors go to bed early. I need to teach on Tuesday which means Tom will be alone and on his own until I get home from school. Hopefully he will not go exploring but will be content to lie around watching TV. Fat chance!
Well, to put it in a nutshell: I live in an area that has taken to integration reluctantly and interracial couples are not accepted; my Dad has very strong feelings about who his daughter dates, he doesn't know I sleep with men, and he will disown me if he ever finds I had sex with a black man; I can't take Tom to any of the places I frequent because he wouldn't be welcome. However, I am really looking forward to having him in my bed and spending private time with him.
Tom's plane was on time and I didn't run into anyone I knew at the airport. He couldn't understand why I didn't greet him with a kiss or hold his hand as we walked through the airport and out into the parking lot to my car. Once we got in the car, I did kiss him and told him our relationship would not be openly accepted as it was in DC. I told him that if we go out we will need to go to Tampa; to one of the places near the university in order to not stand out as a couple.
When I drove into my complex, I did not park in my assigned parking place in front of the building, but in a guest spot on the side of the building so we could enter the building by walking across the grass and straight to my condo. Once we got inside I breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped my arms around him. We kissed, fully engaged - all parts engaged - mouth, tongue, fingers, hands . . . . I settled him in the living room with a glass of wine and some snacks and told him I was going to change into something more comfortable.
I came back out in my flannel PJ's. Tom looked at me and said, "PJ's?" I told him that I was having my period and it would last until Thursday. He said, "I want to make love with you. It has been too long. I don't mind a little mess - we can put a towel down to keep the sheets clean."
He kissed me some more and began gently removing my PJ's. I was reluctant because of past history ("Sally's Double Load", reluctant, forced), but anxious to have him inside me at the same time. I was not dating anyone steady, but I have 2 married fuck buddies, one a fireman and the other a businessman, (Erotic Couplings, "Sally Does An Accountant"), who take care of my immediate needs as I do theirs - just a phone call away.
When I was down to my panties, I said, "Okay, I want you too, but I have to take out my tampon. I'll meet you in bed. I led him down the hall to my bedroom and then went into the bathroom where I cleaned up and inserted my diaphragm - I wasn't taking any chances on getting pregnant this time.
When I came out of the bathroom, naked, Tom was sitting naked in my bed, leaning against the headboard with the sheet pulled up to his waist. The contrast between his dark body and the white sheet was striking.
I pulled down the sheet on my side of the bed and saw that Tom had taken a large bath towel from the hall closet and spread it neatly over the bottom sheet. As I stood beside the bed he said, "You are so beautiful. I can't wait any longer." He reached out a hand to me and gently pulled me onto the bed beside him and proceeded to explore my body thoroughly with his eyes, fingers, lips and tongue.
For those who don't know me, let me briefly describe myself. I am a 30 year old single elementary school teacher with a Masters in Business Administration. I am 5'7" tall, 150 pounds, and have natural, firm, full, heavy, sensitive breasts. I trim my pubes to about ¼ inch and keep myself in shape by swimming a mile almost every day. I love sex and prefer that a man come in me rather than splashing his sperm around the outside of my body. Since coming back after my summer with Tom, I have had sex once or twice a month with my fuck buddies - just when one of us needs a release. When I was with Tom last summer we had sex a minimum of 2 times a day and there were times when we just went at it all day and night.
