Glenys and I woke the next morning, still very worn out from the previous evening's activities. Being a Sunday, tradition stated that a long lay-in should be taken but, Glenys needed to be somewhere in the afternoon so she got out of bed to take a shower and get ready.
"You too?" she said.
"Really?" I replied.
"Oh yes!" My previous showers had been in the communal facilities at my local sports centre, alongside other men! My previous wash with a woman was with Helka, using a washbowl on the floor of my bedsit! A shower, with a woman? Definitely a new experience. And so it proved.
Having set the temperature of the shower, we stepped in under the spray of warm water. Glenys took hold of a bath sponge and charged it with shower gel. She held me close to reach around to my back and scrubbed me up and down. My arms needed something to do so I took a washcloth and soaped it up then washed her back. I soon moved around to her back to reach around and gently washed her lovely tits, tickling her nipples with the suds. She reached around to fondle my cock as I reached down to wash her pussy.
There we were, masturbating each other in the soapy shower, until Glenys turned around and dropped to her knees to take my cock into her mouth. With my cock reaching deep into her throat, she grabbed my hips and pulled me back and forth into her mouth as the water cascaded over her face. The timing of her hold on my hips, my thrusts and her mouth was exquisite and, finally, with a gargled grunt, I pumped my cum into her mouth. Glenys kept on pulling on my hips as my thrusts became weaker and, eventually, we came to a stop.
"Aahhh, my knees are hurting!" Glenys said, as she sat back on her haunches under the cascading water. "But what a way to have a clean-up!" she continued, with a big smile on her face. I was leaning against the wall of the shower with a stupid grin on my face. This had been a most beautiful weekend with my lovely colleague and I hoped we could repeat the experience soon.
I turned off the water, we got out of the shower and towelled each other down. I had to go to the lounge to retrieve my clothes and I returned to the bedroom to see how Glenys was doing. She was still naked as she applied her make-up so she wouldn't let me kiss her. I sat on the bed to watch her and have general chit-chat. She got up to start to dress but, before putting on her panties, she pushed me onto my back and climbed straight onto my face. Her pussy smelled fresh after the shower and I had no hesitation in nuzzling into her pubic hair and sticking my tongue into her slit.
Just as she had started to build up a rhythm on my face, she stopped and climbed off! "No, no, no, no, we have to stop." she said, "We haven't got time, I've got to get ready!" And so, that signified the end of our weekend's activities! I went to the lounge and waited for Glenys to get dressed.
I wondered how our sex-filled weekend would affect our working relationship. At work, she was my trainer, leading my education on work processes, so she was obviously used to being in charge. She indicated that in her impromptu kisses during our training sessions and her invitation to her house. And she definitely showed it in the way she controlled all aspects of our sexual activities this weekend. Every move was prompted by her, from the snuggling up on the sofa right up to half an hour ago when she straddled my face before she got dressed.
For me, at nineteen, it was a brilliant experience but, looking back, it was quite scary ... the older lady preying on a younger lover. But I wouldn't have missed it for the world!
Finally, Glenys was dressed and, after a cup of tea, she took me to the nearest tube station so that I could get home.
"Thank you, Vee, for a great weekend. It was brilliant, you were brilliant. I'm off for a week so I'll see you at work next Monday," she said, as she dropped me off, after a perfunctory kiss on the cheek.
"Oh, OK. I'll see you next week then," I replied, a bit stunned that she hadn't mentioned her week off during the weekend. Despite the summer heat, I felt a little chilled.
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So, back at work, I was thinking that Glenys must have planned to have such an awesome weekend before her week off so she wouldn't have the embarrassment of facing me in the office during the week. Well, it worked both ways as it would have been embarrassing for me as I wouldn't have known what to say to her in the office environment. Oh well, let's see what next week brings.
The working week passed by without much excitement. I joined my male workmates for a bit of 5-a-side football at the sports centre, went to a couple of local pubs but I decided that, at the weekend, I would go down to the Tower to see my DJ friend, Mike.
It was good to see him again and he was on top form as usual, playing the latest import disco tunes from the USA. He told me that he was on the move again as the popularity of the USA import disco music was increasing and he was looking at bigger clubs to play rather than pubs. His last gig at the Tower was in a few weeks before he moved to a big West End venue. I was on my own and wasn't really looking out for a girl to chat up. Although I'd had the awesome sex weekend with Glenys, I was still waiting to hear from Helka to find out whether or not we were going to have a future and even a baby together!
It was a good night in respect of the music, though, and it was good to see Mike again. As the evening drew to a close, I said my farewells and good luck to Mike with his new gig and promised to pop in to the West End to see him soon. Then, back on the tube to go home to my empty bedsit.
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On Monday, I went to work nervous about seeing Glenys, about how we would behave around each other and what might be said. My fears were postponed as the office manager said that Glenys was on a senior training course with a view to a promotion. So, something else that she hadn't mentioned. It made me wonder whether or not she had been playing games with me. But, there was nothing I could do or say so I just had to forget about it and her for now.
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A couple of weeks passed by and no word from Helka and no sign of Glenys. I was beginning to get worried in more ways than one. But one late summer evening, another intriguing event occurred.
I was listening to some music when I thought I could hear voices in the alleyway behind the shop. I ignored it at first but, when the music stopped before the next track, I heard a clear call of "Vee!" I got up to look out of my window and saw three heads looking up. "Vee! It's me, Inge! Can we come in?"
"Of course!" I quickly ran down the stairs and opened the back door. And there she was, Inge, the girl I'd fallen in love with over two years ago, to whom I'd been writing letters since then, although that had recently tailed off. She was accompanied by two very attractive friends and they all climbed the stairs to go into my bedsit. I followed them in and both Inge and I shared looks of shock and disbelief!
"What on earth are you doing here? Wow! Inge, it's great to see you! How are you?" Before she could answer, I took her in my arms for a hug.
"Well, we are on a trip," she said, excitedly, almost without pausing for breath. "We got the boat from Stavanger to Newcastle and have visited towns along the way and now we're in London for a week before we fly back to Stavanger."
"First stop here, yes?"
"We've been writing forever so I just wanted to see you. And here we are!" Her smile had hardly left her face. "Oh, sorry, this is Lani and Tanya," introducing me to her friends. They were both classic Scandinavian types, slim, beautiful faces, flawless complexions and long blond hair.
"Hi, how are you?" I said, nervously. "Are you all from Stavanger?"
Tanya spoke first. "Yes, we grew up together, went to the same school." She looked at me in a puzzled way, trying to make some sort of connection. "I think I remember you ..."