It's funny how thinks happen , how we identify ourselves sexually how we find ourselves on paths we never thought.
Late 1980s, 1988 to exact the millennium year. I was working in Dublin at the time and of an evening liked to go for a swim in the local pool, attached to a sports club. Nice pool with health suite attached, sauna jacuzzi plunge pool (that was only for the insane).
After my swim I liked to have sauna, very exotic for 80s Dublin. One evening I went up to the leisure suite and went into the Sauna. There were a few people about, usual faces I recognised, nothing out of the ordinary.
A couple joined me in the sauna, Paul and Laura (not their real names). Normal bit of chit chat about weather work and life in general. Laura was a Pharmacist with multinational company setting up a new facility in Ireland, Paul her husband was on a sabbatical from his work for the duration of the facility set up. Laura was a fit looking woman early 50, very toned body, looked great on her Speedo swimsuit, unusual for then but not this days. Paul was slight enough but equally toned, and quite tanned, a trim looking man.
As we had shower breaks from the sauna, the chat turned to the shower at the house they were renting not working properly, and being a bit of a pain in the proverbial. So between the cold showers and the warm sauna we agreed I would have a quick look at the shower later that week. I got their address after we changed.
Come Friday afternoon, as arranged I headed over to their house complete with spanner and screwdriver as promised to have a look at the shower. Paul was there and we chatted over coffee about life , this and that, girlfriends partners , nothing to revealing. After coffee I said well show me the offending shower, and he brought me upstairs to the ensuite. Indeed the shower wasn't great, however with a bit of head scratching soon got it working, blockage on pipes cleared , a bit of attic insulation of all things, checked the tank in attic, all good, happy days.
As I returned downstairs the front door opened and in came Laura, she looked up a said, "great you made it, is it working", "yes I think so" I said " great I need to wash away that day"
I went into the kitchen where Paul had made another coffee, and asked if I want to stay for a spot of dinner or a sandwich, we settled on a toasted sandwich and he started to get it ready. Just then Laura called out his name and he said he'd better see what she wanted as she could be a bit demanding, then laughed. He came back downstairs and suggested that I give Laura a hand upstairs while he prepared the toastie.
I headed on up the stairs, Laura called me into their bedroom, when I entered she was standing, just a robe on, with shower gel in one hand and a loofa glove in the other, " scrubbing duty" she said, I stood shocked, just then Paul was standing behind me, "told you, very demanding" he said. Laura headed towards the ensuite and I slowly walked that way also, Paul said, "you'd better get stripped, you'll get soaked, nothing I haven't seen before, don't be shy"
I stripped down and walked into the ensuite, Laura was in the shower, " get up a good lather on that glove and scrub me down, nice and gentle now" I very gently scrubbed her toned body working from her shoulders down her back, arms, breasts, firm buttocks, and kneeling down, her legs, feet and toes, a very sensual experience. Nearing the end she said that it was my turn next and that she would wash me down, without being overtly sexual, this was a very sexual experience, I had visions of Mary Magdalene and Catholic guilt running through my head, but I was enjoying this experience. "We have understanding me and Paul, we both have desires" said Laura. She then suggested that Paul help her wash me down, I wasn't sure what to do, but it would have been rude to say no, she called out his name, Paul entered the ensuite almost immediately, he smiled and said, "toastie is on the back burner", he was already naked.
It got a bit more snug in the shower, although a large shower pan, we were now three. Lathering each other down, we all three were covered in suds as the water streamed over our bodies. We rinsed each other down and made our way to the bedroom, where Paul had layed out three towels to dry off, we dried each other down, all the time being directed by Laura, I began to realise how this worked, and I fell, obligingly, into my role.
Laura lay out on the bed, she directed proceedings and I was directed to start at her toes, Paul was directed to her hands, we caressed and kissed her body, inch by inch with our lips, moving up along her toned legs I was instructed to whatever part of her body she desired next, as was Paul. I was directed to and preformed oral, I am a fan of course and gladly obliged, I had never seen a shaven vagina before, I presume shaved, was waxing available then!, I had learned to roll the clitoris on my tongue, side to side, and rotate around, I had a very good teacher, after a very loud orgasm, I was pulled upwards an Paul was sent down. She had me lick her armpits and nibble her ears, every inch of her body was to given attention, again after some time Laura orgasmed loudly again.
No sooner had she orgasmed and was on her hands and knees on top of the bed, "who's first" she said, "sheath, always we use condoms" she said, "no objection here" say I "always better to be safe". Paul opened the bedside locker and pulled out a box of condoms. I slipped my cock inside, I pumped for Ireland holding her shoulders pulling Laura back onto me, she shimmied her butt side to side as I thrust forward. Paul lay to the side of us, Laura repeatedly telling him she was a cock slut. When I orgasmed, I was quickly replaced by Paul, he continued from where I left off, Laura verbally abused me before she orgasmed again, with Paul following not to long after, he falling to the side, Laura called us a pair of "piss poor fuckers" before saying she need another shower.
We all showered and went down stairs, "cheese toasties all round" said Paul, we sat around the kitchen table with our cheese toasties, and chatted about our work week, weather and favourite music, I was hooked drawn in .
As I left later that evening they said, we'll see you maybe next week , on the sauna or pool. I said yes no problem, would be great to see you there. I thought to myself , wouldn't it just, thinking I would not see them again, alas I was wrong, Paul and Laura would be there the next week...the journey continued...
