Dark Musings: 12

[Anonymous]

(12)

This is an account of a time in my life that forever changed me.
These things really happened, and they are an accurate account of
where I was then. My life has taken another turn since the writing
of these and some of the things I write here have altered
drastically.

If anyone thinks they know who Dark is, please see the prologue to
these.
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The time before I left for the party was filled with intolerable
stress. Tom, after agreeing to let me go, never let me forget for
a minute how I was destroying him in doing this, and through my
guilt and pain, I still felt the love and determination to go and
meet Jeffery.

Tom hoped that by letting me go, it would be a one-time thing. I
would see Jeffery that once, then it would be done and over with,
and we could go back to being the way we were before.

We could never go back.

The time came, and Tom took me to the airport. He tried to be very
brave as he put me on the plane that took me away from him and to
Jeffery. He mostly succeeded. Only the haunted look in his eyes
betrayed him.

The plane ride was long, and I was nervous, but eventually, I
landed at my destination, and prepared to disembark.

Every step I took down the corridor towards the gate opening, made
my mouth go a little drier, and I clutched my meager belongings
tighter to keep my hands from shaking.

I stepped out into the open area, and there he was. He moved
forward and enfolded me in his embrace, and I felt as if I had come
home.

We kissed and told each other how glad we were to finally be
together, and hand in hand we walked out of the airport to find the
others that were with Jeffery, get the car, and leave.

Sitting with him in the car gave me such a strange feeling. I didn'
t feel the least bit odd with him, it was quite literally as if we
had always known each other, and being together was a natural
thing.

Before long we made it to the hotel, and checked into the room. We
had one room with two double beds. Jeffery and I were to take one,
and his wife and her lover the other. As we brought our stuff into
the hotel, I felt a return of the fear. I knew it would not be
long before Jeffery and I made love for the first time, and I kept
wondering what would happen if he didn't enjoy sex with me.

He had such a wide variety of experiences I hadn't even begun to
touch. I was sure he would find me unsophisticated and only a
passable lover. It wasn't long before we were alone, and my fear
was at its height.

Then a remarkable thing happened. He touched me, we kissed, and
the magic bloomed. Before long, we were naked and our bodies
joined. I have never experienced sex like it is with Jeffery, and
to my dismay, I believe I never again will.

There was none of the adjustments that are necessary the first time
lovers are together. We made love the same way we had been
together in the car...as if it were a familiar and exciting thing,
not the first time we had touched.

Feeling Jeffery inside my body was incredible, he felt as if he
were shaped just for me. His size and shape a perfect complement
to mine. And we made love over and over again, just reveling in
the feel and taste and smell of each other.

Eventually, we had delayed things as long as we could, and it was
time to leave the cocoon of the hotel for the scarier environs of
the party.

Dark