Fourplay | The Mostly True Story of a Lusty Librarian's Swinging Sexcapades

ANALyzing

It's a week later after the LUST party at the Hilton with Nick. Then last night a date with Dan. It's Sunday morning with a cup of Earl Grey and a smile, propped against pillows in bed. Nick is on the East Coast on a project for a week. I'm still puzzled at the scope of his business even when he tried to explain it as we were packing up at the hotel. Packing! Haha as I wince at the thought of his rear entry.

"I'm a Cal business grad and came up with an idea with a couple of computer science guys. You know Google, right?"

I stopped mid-stride, "You invented Google?"

"No. But you know touch screens on phones, tablets and computers?" His back was to me as I froze in place.

"Wow! You guys came up with the touchscreen?"

"No, but wouldn't that be great?" His broad shoulders were shaking as he turned, laughing. At me?

"Okay wise guy," I had a hand on my hip, tapping my toe. He didn't like the look, I guess.

"Sorry. No, we came up with the system to capture photos and digitally process the information in them. You know when you take a picture of a check with your phone to deposit it?"

I didn't budge.

"Yeah, we did that and licensed it to almost every bank out there. We have a company in Scottsdale working on even more cool stuff." He was at the door waiting for me, "I also got into real estate projects. Mostly resorts. Started in Florida, but quickly grew into more places in the U.S. and then abroad."

I roll my bag towards him, "So, now you fly around the world in a private jet doing resort projects, while your tech company here makes millions?"

He cocks his head, "Did I already tell you this?" He wasn't joking this time.

Back to my Sunday morning tea and back to reality, girl! I jerk myself to attention. What fun with Dan last night! One of those Korean BBQ places where you grill your own dinner stuff. Then some dancing with a group of his fireman friends and wives and girlfriends. And later making love on my bed. Sigh... I take a sip and relive it for a minute.

Why did I make him go home? We've only had sex a few times. I sheepishly winced when telling him, "I'm still getting used to this. Maybe not spending the night?"

"Hey Morgan, I'm pleased just to have dinner and dance with you. Anything more is whipped cream on a sundae!" I knew he totally meant it.

I scoff at myself and come out of the clouds. Oh, but you can spend the night with Nick in a hotel, after a sex party and do all kinds of crazy stuff! You know what it is Morgan? Admit it. Nick is dangerous. Totally about sex. When has that 'arrangement' even crossed your mind before? Um... never!

Dan is so gentle in bed and took his time. Of course, being the fifth guy I've ever slept with, what did I really know? He got pretty excited and came so hard. It was damn hot, I have to admit. I snicker at fireman jokes. He drained his hose... I climbed his ladder... I was so slick sliding down his pole...

Our love making was sexy, wonderful and maybe twenty minutes. After a bit of cuddling and chatting, he got up and dressed. Dan left me with a wonderful goodnight kiss at the door.

You know what you're thinking, Morgan. It's not love-making with Nick. Why do I even go there? Why compare?

It is mind-blowing with Nick. I almost spit my tea muttering, "Talk about blowing!" Why am I determined to get his whole cock in my mouth? It's not the Olympics! Was I on the podium, though? Nick has way more experience with that, I'm sure. I hope I at least got bronze.