I want to spread the news
– Bill Withers
that if it feels this good getting used
you just keep on using m
until you use me up.”
Alison was so into him that Christian couldn’t have asked for anything more from her. Yet he thought he would have been a fool not to live out his fantasies when she had put the offer on the table. Sally once told him that there was a sweet spot early in any relationship when a girl will “do anything” for a guy. Christian was about to find out the truth of that.
After she asked, Christian told Alison that his turn-ons and fantasies were not unique. Variations on how she dressed or what she wasn’t wearing and where that was happening were standard for all guys, and he was no different. The trick was for her to have the confidence to act on it. And if it came as a surprise to him, all the more arousing. He liked a white singlet/sports bra or a simple, sporty look, which should have been easy, as that was her to a tee. But really, just knowing that someone like Alison just wanted to be with him was the biggest turn-on of all. How she communicated that, well, that was up to her imagination. He wasn’t going to give her a script.
Yet Alison thought Christian was such an amazing fuck that she fretted that, because of her inexperience, he would soon get bored with her. She didn’t want to lose him, but she didn’t know what to do to keep him eager. In their quieter moments, Alison would ask him what he liked. He gave her some ideas, but she wanted to try to at least match him for imagination. By nature, Alison was very competitive, but even she surprised herself at how keen she was to match or outdo her lover.
Camilla noted that, despite the long-distance relationship, or perhaps because of it, Alison was in the sweet spot of her romance with Christian. Letters would arrive every week and they would to see each other as often as work would allow. Though clearly happy, Alison guarded the more intimate details of her relationship. Not that Camilla ever pried, just gentle teasing. Alison took it with humour and she would counter that Camilla was just jealous. It was a joke, but Alison wasn’t entirely wrong as, by that stage, Camilla had been single for six months. Six months without someone in her bed. Six months without a cock between her legs.
Then one evening Alison became a little more frank about what had been going on behind closed doors. She wanted to know if Camilla had any advice on what guys want.
“Is everything ok?” Camilla asked.
“It’s more than ok. It’s perfect; for me. But I want to do the same for him.”
They spoke more, but Camilla said that she didn’t think Alison needed to do anything, as Christian seemed perfectly infatuated with her. But if Alison still wanted ideas, then maybe she should look at old copies of Cleo or similar magazines.
After that, Alison dug up as many old copies of Cleo as she could find in the flat. They had never really been her thing, but Alison had to admit that in this instance they were quite useful. Threesomes, fellatio, fantasies and anal; it was all there. Alison had to admit that in her current frame of mind, it all aroused her to no end. She’d never imagined being in bed with another woman or having a dick in her bum, but as she now felt horny 24/7, anything seemed worth having a go. Armed with her research, Alison set her trap.
The next time they lay together, Alison again asked Christian about his turn-ons and if he had ever had a threesome. He said that he hadn’t, and that he thought that sort of thing was very rare. She then asked if he’d like to. That took him aback, and he tried to find the right words to reply. He said he didn’t object to the idea and if she was interested, but that Alison would have to choose the girl. That threw her. Alison had imagined that it would have been someone anonymous, but when she imagined the logistics of finding someone new or picking them up, then Christian’s idea made more sense. Then, absentminded, Alison started running through a list of all her friends in her head. Christian watched as Alison stared silently at the ceiling for a few moments, lost in her thoughts. When he asked her what was on her mind, she said that she might tell him later.
Back at work, Christian spoke to Sally about Alison’s questions about threesomes. Sally told him that from what she’d read that you had to manufacture a situation where the third person accidentally interrupts the original couple in an embrace. The inviter asks the third person if they would like to kiss the other, they do, and things go from there.
“Sounds like you’ve done this before,” Christian joked.
“Then I guess that means I must know what I’m talking about then, doesn’t it?” she winked.
As she walked away, hips swaying suggestively before him, Christian looked at Sally in a new light. Had she always been that sexy?
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