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  1. meanderingsNmusings
    thanks Joann
  2. meanderingsNmusings
    thanks Joann
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    We slept till late after the early morning sexual romp. Kent woke up before me, and placing a kiss on my shoulder (I was sleeping on my front) he went about his morning business. After a few minutes had passed, in the state of half wakefulness I heard him from the other room. “Two O’clock? Yes. You don’t have to do that. Are you sure?” Who was he making plans with? Then I recalled what he’d said earlier. “Great. We’ll be on time. Thank you, Mom. I’ll see you guys at lunch then. I love you. Ba-b
  4. meanderingsNmusings
    Nothing gets past you . I'll make the corrections. By the way, he's gonna meet the parents that day, that's gotta be fun
  5. meanderingsNmusings
    Nothing gets past you . I'll make the corrections. By the way, he's gonna meet the parents that day, that's gotta be fun
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    “Mom! Please try and understand. I would be meeting them for the first time myself. How can I bring you along?” “That’s your problem Mr. I am your mother and your Thanksgiving Holidays are mine. You can go meet them on Christmas for all I care.” Easy for her to say, Christmas was the time I usually spent with Dad’s family. Typical! After ignoring her calls all day, I had finally picked up while waiting for the flight to SFO. The guarantee of having to hang up before take-off provided the requi
  7. meanderingsNmusings
    Thanks lisa
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    Thanks lisa
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    When we came out of the clinic, first thing I asked Jenny was the permission to tell Kent. It was impossible for me to think this through by myself. Telling Jenny what was going on in my mind was not going to be productive. Jenny had retained her calmness from since before the appointment. I doubted if it was actually numbness more than anything else. They do say women are made of tougher stuff than us men. “Say what?” Kent asked me in shock. I knew this was his time to work on a project but I
  10. meanderingsNmusings
    “Yo bitch! I’ll be at your door in ten. Get decent.” That was a message from Jenny that I ignored, to my peril. Sure enough, she was knocking down my door at seven in the morning. She knew my schedule. That I left for work at eight thirty, that I normally slept till seven, that I was likely going to sleep later this morning as I had caught an early morning flight back from SFO on the previous day and therefore more tired. This meant only one thing, some sort of trouble was brewing. I managed t
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    The afterglow of great love-making can last days. You catch yourself daydreaming about the moments when lust combined with ether, leaving imprint of images that you couldn’t possibly have captured with your own eyes while experiencing them. The squirms of your lover as you lavished him with tenderness; Myriad emotions that flashed across his eyes to betray - immense desire, fear and unshakeable trust; Sensuous writhing of bodies interspersed by acts of animalistic fervor; The magnificent sensat
  12. meanderingsNmusings
    thanks Lisa. Unfortunately Kent cannot change schools. He's going to Stanford after all!
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    It's described in next line. Because of well Kent had planned it with enough time for sex
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    Jon is nervous, but the good thing about Jon is that he understands.
  15. meanderingsNmusings
    Oh Kent is what the doctor ordered. But is anyone ever this perfect?
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    Thanks to Kent, our relationship started on the grounds of true camaraderie and strong mutual liking. Since the beginning though we had also found it difficult to keep our hands off each other. Despite never having been with another man before, Kent was cool about PDA. It never went beyond a peck on the cheek or lips on the high side but as a bare minimum we would find excuses to brush against each other all the time. In private, it was more intense. It seemed any chance we could find, we made
  17. meanderingsNmusings
    thanks Daithi for the comments. The tone of this chapter was much more sober, almost melancholic. I was afraid how well it would work.
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    Thanks.. it's entering a crucial stage.
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    Like most things I fuss about in life, my visit to Kent in Seattle also turned out to be a no-brainer. He caught summer flu and took to bed. In the end I had to take Friday off. So pathetic did he sound when we spoke on Thursday, I drove down that very night. Armed with a box of soup and Cara’s blessings (I was surprising him, so asked her for the address to his apartment) I turned up in his city. When I called him from outside his building it took quite a few rings before he picked up. “Can y
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    We did not do everything that night and it was not for lack of enthusiasm from Kent’s side. Nor mine for that matter. Much of that night and next morning we spent in bed, acquainting ourselves with each other’s bodies. I felt so self-conscious comparing my unwanted soft spots vs. the hard ridges that covered Mr. Hot Shot. Thankfully, he seemed to find everything delicious. Quite literally, for not one inch of my body did he not lick or bite or both. He seemed to do a lot of things by instinct, n
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    Kent's certainty may have it's blind spots. Jon must definitely be happy now. Glad to see you're enjoying the story so far
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    As I slipped the keys into the lock of my front door, it felt like I might be opening the doors not to my apartment but to a whole new life. All the beer I had consumed had me a little dodgy on the feet, not at all helped by Kent’s sturdy, hot as fuck, presence next to me. The anticipation of a possible fuck had contributed to my wobbliness. Once inside I went straight into the bedroom and dropped flat on the bed. Kent followed at his leisure. I raised my head to locate him; he was leaning on th
  23. meanderingsNmusings
    Hey Lisa. You're so generous! Thanks. At the moment I am kind of trying to get reputation and this story seems to be flowing for now, so I am actually posting sometimes more than a chapter a day, but the moderator seems to only let on go at a time. I'll be reaching out for help once my stories can hopefully show up for peer review on their own, so I can control the publish timing. Again, I'm really grateful. Thanks.
  24. meanderingsNmusings
    thanks
  25. meanderingsNmusings
    thanks quiet man. hope you like how the story turns
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