A Night With the Ex With a Unique Twist

It was a couple days ago and I got a call from my exgirlfriend. She said she wanted to see me. This was rather unexpected for we haven't talked in a few months. We made plans to meet (she lives 2 hrs away now) at my work. I work right of a main ***** that has dozens of bars and clubs. I also have the keys and the security code to the office which my boss entrusts me with. He always said if you decide to go out and have too many just spend the night at the office, no questions asked. So I finally took him up on the offer and decided to use this to my full advantage. I knew why the ex was coming to see me (it could only be for one reason only).  The ex and I, you should know, obviously had our problems in the relationship (hince the ex) but there was always one aspect of it that we always did very well together. Sex. She was, when we first started dating, a little on the inexperienced side. But there was always something below the surface, a freakiness in her you might say, that wanted to come out. If I said I slowly pulled it out of her I would be lying for once I turned her on to new things if GUSHED OUT of her at an astonishing pace. Toys were introduced into the relationship not only on her but on me. ****** you might say. She got very turned on at the sight of a phalic object going in me. I was reluctent at first but was comfortable enough with her to comply. After about two months into this new realm of experimentation and perversities I felt comfortable enough to share with her my darkest secret. The secret is this: Twice in my life I have had sex with a man. Readers should know I am in no way homosexual nor am I even Bisexual. I'm just shall we say, very experimental in life. Apparently, all aspects in life. The words came out of my mouth and I felt of ping of dread. I had exposed myself, made myself open yet more vulnerable I have ever been. What followed those words was pure elation for her response was priceless. "I'm more turned on now than I have ever been."  What the ****? Was of course my first thougt. How could this be? "Why?" I asked.    "Because I know how hard that was for you to tell me." I'm turned on by the fact that you opend up to me, confided in me more than any other person." was her reply. Funny how the female mind works, the things that turn them on compared to men.   Turns out, my dirty girl had a fantasy of her own. Being with two men.  I was a bit taken back by this at first but considering the Mount Everst of beans I had just spilled, who was I to judge?  That night Pandoras "sex" box was opened in our relationship. My experiences with the male persuasion and her fantasies found there way into our dirty talk in the bedroom. Soon the "talk" became, "how about making this a reality."  Turns out, if she were to have sex with two men she would perfer them to participate with one another. Two guys one girl, interesting, Two experimental guys, one girl: HOT!

Lets fast forward to two night ago. She arrives, we have dinner, catch up, formalities and so forth. Dinner ends and we head to the *****. One bar turns into two which turns into three. (note: she is a lite weight with booze) The time is late and the sexual tension is high. One more drink and back to the office we are to go. It's last call and we tab out. We are walking back to the office when we stumble into a couple who we get to talking with. There in from Minnesota to get away from the cold and to visit her relatives. I have the keys and the code, I'm not ready to call it a night yet, and neither are they. So back the four of us go.

Story to be continued.... (Sorry I'm at work)

samhung samhung
26-30, M
5 Responses Feb 20, 2007

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nice sotry.

What a crappy story!!!

This was about a tease, man!! I hope the conclussion isn't followed by: MEMO-- YOU'RE FIRED!!