Ty lay naked in bed with Lisa. Both felt an enormous afterglow of post orgasm bliss. He looked around at the nice hotel room with the beautiful view of glowing neon that was Las Vegas.
"So, tell me about yourself, Lisa," Ty said. Lisa giggled a bit at the idea of getting to know someone after having just fucked their brains out first.
"What's to tell?" Lisa said. "I live in Denver. I spend a lot of my time traveling the world."
"Do you have a job?" Ty said.
"My mom started a Mediterranean restaurant when I was three," she said. "By the time I graduated high school she owned seventeen restaurants around Denver, Colorado Springs and Fort Collins. My brother took over the business when my mom died ten years ago. I check in with him every few months, but for the most part I'm a silent partner."
"So, you just get paid to not run a business?"
"Yeah, that's about right."
"And you just travel around?"
She leaned over and began kissing Ty's bare chest. It didn't feel to him like she was starting another hot session of carnal desire, but rather it felt like a sweet gesture. More about tenderness and connecting than just the sex.
"I'm starting to," she said. "When I was with my husband he never liked to go anywhere with me.
He was always golfing with his friends or watching TV by himself. I didn't know that he'd been cheating on me nearly our whole marriage until about a month ago."
She positioned herself so that her head rested on Ty's thigh as she lay on her back. She brought his hand to her chest as she slid her fingernails gingerly across his arm.
"So, he was going to travel with you?" Ty said enjoying the comfort of her touch.
"The only place he would ever go was Vegas," she said. "I wanted to go to Alaska or Australia or Costa Rica. But he never wanted to and I always felt guilty leaving without him." A tear formed in one of her eyes and fell onto her cheek. "I wasted so many years not doing what I wanted to do because I stayed with him. Why did I do that?"
Ty felt a sense of empathy for Lisa. He barely knew her, but he already felt so close. And he hated the fact that she regretted her life over a selfish dude. And then it hit him.
He was a selfish dude. Sure, he wasn't doing what Lisa's ex-husband had done, but in a sense he was just using women to get what he wanted. And while that had proven to be a lot of fun, something was missing in his life. This conversation with Lisa jarred his brain into a realization: Ty wanted to help people. He certainly would help himself along the way, but from this moment forward he pledged to make it his goal to help others as much or more than himself.
"Lisa, what's something you want to do in your life that you have never done?" Ty said.
"Something you really want to do, but are maybe scared to try."
Lisa wiped the tear from her and nestled her body closer against Ty. She draped his arm around her chest. He felt the soft contour of her naked tit against his palm. It felt comforting and sweet. She pondered his question for a moment before answering.
"It's embarrassing," she said.
"Good," Ty said. "It means this is something you really want."
"Okay," she said. "I have always wanted to go to a swinger's orgy."
That surprised Ty. He had no idea what to expect, but when she said 'swinger's orgy' his face reacted like a cartoon character while his cock felt a jolt of awakening interest.
"Really?" he said. "That's what you want?"
"It's not the only thing I want," she said. "But it's the one thing I thought I'd never get to experience. I'm embarrassed."
"Don't be," Ty said. "You shouldn't be ashamed of who you are and what you want. In fact, I don't see a reason why you wouldn't pursue this."
"I'm too embarrassed," she said. "You're the first person I've been with other than my husband in twenty years."
