Chapter One: Awakenings
It had been a couple of uneventful days since the blow job in the walk-in closet. Covid was dragging on and other then the occasional zoom call with our kids, we limited our contact with the outside world to the person delivering our groceries.
Even though we were retired since we sold our company, we still had residual income from our investments plus I still held the patents I was still getting paid for the use of. Sam sat on two boards for charities and received honorariums for her work.
Our eldest was done school and making his way in his career before Covid shut down the world. He had moved out for school and other then holidays was never home.
Our youngest was at school, living close to the school but attending remotely like everyone else. She didn't want to give up her space and in case school suddenly went back to in person sessions she didn't want to have to face the move back across the country.
I guess like everyone else we were suffering from a case of too much time and not enough of streamable content. We were watching our guilty pleasure movie, Fifty Shades for the umpteenth time. I was sitting in the corner of the sectional and Sam was nestled in between my legs. My one hand was up under her sweater caressing the underside of her breast occasionally flicking across her nipple.
"You know we never talked about sex," she said.
It was true, we never discussed sex at all. We met at work and formed a friendship. Being a tech nerd and Sam being the hot chick in sales I never could have imagined it being more then friends at work. Sadly, I was used to the friend zone, I spent most of my high school and university years in the friend zone.
Sam had spent a lot of time with me one month at work really trying to get a handle on the tech. She had been courting a potential large client who was having their tech squad really vet our stuff. She needed to make sure she knew what she was selling. The client signed and she earned a substantial bonus for it. She wanted to take me out to dinner and drinks to celebrate and say thanks.
We went to a fine dinning restaurant and had steak and lobster. It was the best meal I had ever had to that point. Sam just shrugged it off, she brought clients and potential clients her regularly. The benefits of having an expense account to woo clients. After that we hit a series of bars, Sam's looks made sure we didn't wait in line and we drank and danced the night away. I remembered very little of that night. It was like a series of flashes right out of a movie about spring break! Waking up I remember very clearly. I woke up on my back naked in Sam's bed in her apartment she shared with one of the other sales girls from our company. Sam's head was next to mine and she was on her stomach. The side of her breast was up against my arm, her leg draped over mine and her hand resting on my stomach. We were naked and my bladder was protesting. I extracted myself, looked around for my clothes and only finding my boxers I put them on and went to use the washroom. On my way back to Sam's room still feeling very hung over I hadn't noticed that Gina, Sam's roomie had gotten up.
"Hey there loverboy!" She teased. Sam came out of her room at that point. She had a terry cloth rob on that covered her from neck to knee. We located our discarded clothing the was literally thrown all over the common area of the apartment. We dressed and Sam saw me out with a promise to call later.
I figured I was just a drunken lay at that point and figured come Monday if it wasn't too awkward I would find myself back in the friend zone. Little did I know that was the beginning of our romantic relationship.
"Are you going to answer me?", Sam prodded.
"Sorry lost in thought. What was the question?"
"What other porn do you like to watch?"
"I like to watch amateur footage of women masturbating," I admitted.
"I'm starting to see a trend here"
"I have to admit, since the other day I have kinda thought a lot about my tastes and why"
