“Daniel, would you come for me at seven-thirty Friday; we are due to meet Interior Decorator at the country club at eight?”
Dan assured his friend he would be on time and returned attention immediately to his desk. The week had been a bear at work. When he reviewed his calendar Monday, his first thought was thanks that Laura was in San Francisco. My thought then, and still is, I would have sent her to Greg after seeing my schedule. He still had many items on his to-do list and it was already Wednesday afternoon. Laura had called on her lunch break to let him know she would not telephone tonight. Girl’s night out with Liaison, she said.
“My don’t you look gorgeous tonight; I am glad I wore one of my new suits or I would look slumming next to you.”
“You’re early, Daniel, but you still get a kiss for being so complimentary.”
“I decided to ask for a drink here before going out rather than stopping somewhere. I need one after the week I have had at work.”
“Have one in the den while I finish my makeup, only one Daniel.”
At precisely eight they were seated in a booth in the lounge next to the dining room; Dan knew his friend appreciated strict punctuality. Interior Decorator was waiting to join them when the floor manager returned to his post. Their discussion was lively through social hour and during dinner. Dan forgot completely the stress of his work week. The only time work came up at all was when Interior Decorator asked if Dan would intercede with the CEO to sponsor a local art project for school aged children.
Their after dinner drinks were served shortly past eleven. The older woman decided discretion required the country club limousine take them to her home. “We can get your car tomorrow; you know they will keep it safe.” She suggested showers and changing into night clothes immediately on arrival. As she and Dan returned from her master bath, his friend revealed her plan for the weekend.
“I want to continue the social education we began over New Years. Don’t get apprehensive; trust me and follow my lead.”
“Don’t my two gentleman friends look nice tonight in silk pajamas? I hope this nightgown LeeAnne gave as a Christmas gift suits your artistic eyes.”
She accepted compliments due.
“Daniel, would you kiss me while Rupert pours brandy?”
Dan held his friend and kissed with increasing ardor as he often had in the past. In some part of his mind, he tried to filter the request for kissing with her words of a few moments back.
“Thank you, Rupert,” and then, “Daniel, you kiss well. I have always liked the way you kiss me. I want you to learn some new ways of kissing that we both might enjoy. Later you can extend what you learn beyond kissing.”
Dan was confused; he was sure his face showed his confusion.
“Think about how I accept your kisses, Daniel. I want to teach you tonight how to accept a kiss.”
Even when Laura initiates kissing, I kiss her. What is my friend talking about? Suddenly her face was there, lips on his almost demanding, and Dan responded to the demand. His lips worked forward, seeking, almost taking; tongue probed between four lips on autopilot.
“If I were a teenage girl again, I would swoon. Tonight I am teacher and must give an F for failure to pay attention.”
Dan grinned and apologized to his teacher.
“Relax for a moment; drink your brandy and then we will try again.”
They shared off topic conversation to include an amused Interior Decorator.
“Are you ready for more kisses, darling Daniel?”
“That was better; you held your aggression in check longer. When you take the kiss away from me, you show your possessive side. Learn to enjoy me without owning me. It is an important lesson for life.”
They shared another kiss.
“You were all too passive. Receiving my kiss is more than letting it hit you in the face. I want you to get it right this time before you can move on to the next lesson.”
Dan nodded his head.
“I want you to think on what I am teaching you; when you are sure this next time will be perfect, blink your eyes.”
Dan blinked and then waited for his friends lips. His lips quivered as he felt her touch, but he resisted reaching out. Somehow Dan managed to roll his lower lip down to increase availability without attacking. Suddenly he felt excitement being kissed. He gave his upper body in offering without muscling into her warmth. A tongue knocked and Dan opened the door of his lips just a crack; he invited tongue in and made it welcome. All air rushed from his lungs; this kiss was so new, so different from any other with any woman.
“Wow!”
“That was it my darling Daniel; you have learned the first lesson.”
Dan looked Interior Decorator in the eye reading his reaction; amused, but inscrutable. Turning to his friend he saw a confident look and approving smile.
“I was teaching you more than a way to kiss, Daniel; I was and am teaching you new ways to deal with people. There is a time for bold aggressive action, and you are often delightedly bold and aggressive. There is also a time to let others express their boldness as you accept what they are offering.”
Dan only thought he understood tonight’s lesson.
“Once you have mastered both kisses; mastered receiving as well as giving, you must know when to employ each kiss. When and with whom.”
“I think I am coming to your point.”
“Good, let’s finish these brandies, and then you can watch Rupert and I kiss.”
Dan was surprised but gave no show. All three were wordless for a full five minutes as they drank from their snifters.
“Are you ready, Rupert dear?”
“Come to me my friend.”
Dan watched fascinated as the odd couple kissed. For the first minute he saw only his older lady friend kissing a decidedly gay man, and he was confused. Gradually, he transcended that narrow look. She was kissing Interior Decorator; kissing and touching him conveying feelings. The drama shifted to scene two; Interior Decorator began drawing his kiss partner into his web with kisses and touching. Gay though he was, he could be as sexually aggressive with his kisses as Dan. A lesson learned. Suddenly scene three, his friend became aggressor. Dan lost track of time and absorbed the learning experience.
Dan poured and served more brandy; he looked directly at Interior Decorator. “I think I just saw gayness, if that is a word, with a completely new eye.”
Lips brushed his cheek, hers, “I knew I was not in the least bit deceived; you have brilliance in you.”
“What you saw Dan, was humanity. We should reflect as we have this drink. We have all of the time we need to get to know about each other.”
Interior Decorator thought he knew the next lesson, and he was sure Dan did not know.
“It is time for you and Rupert to kiss while I watch.”
“What???”
“Both Rupert and I know you are not gay, or even bisexual; if you stumble on those thoughts you will miss the lesson. Go to him as I did; he will receive you.”
Dan was sure, there could be no doubt; he had never been in a situation like the one in front of him. He had never even dreamed of a time like tonight. He stood, stopped, looked at his friend, and the words trust her formed in his mind. He took a single step forward.
Dan kissed Interior Decorator as though he was a girl, and Decorator was feminine to him. Dan transformed, melted in her arms and the woman he kissed returned to being Interior Decorator. Dan gave himself as woman to Interior Decorator. They kissed as woman kissing man. They kissed as men kissing each other; and then both transformed into women kissing each other. Time stopped counting and the clock no longer ticked. Interior Decorator allowed Dan time for every permutation. Dan didn’t realize this lesson was complete until he felt his friend beside him with all three glasses in hand.
“You did well, let us finish our brandy and all go to bed.”
“Daniel, this last lesson tonight is the most difficult. Let me repeat what I said earlier, both Rupert and I know you are not gay. This is not a lesson to challenge that principle; it is another learning lesson.”
“I trusted you with kissing; I will trust you.”
Dan felt his pajama buttons slipping loose as the older lady kissed him. Interior Decorator lay beside them in her king size bed.
“I want you to stimulate Rupert and allow him to stimulate you; use your hands on each other’s genitals. Just your hands if that is all you feel comfortable with, do you understand, my Daniel?”
He hesitated and then, “Yes.”
The older woman limited the coming activity by emphasizing that Dan and Interior Decorator would not have sex tonight. The stakes in this game were already high, and the woman wanted the atmosphere to match the stakes.
“Use your hands Daniel; you can use the kissing you have learned if the urge strikes, nothing more than that.”
His friend guided his hand to Decorators bare hip, Feel his skin texture.”
She moved his hand again, “Hold his testicles softly.”
Dan held tentatively for a moment and then looked to the woman.
“Explore and learn him at your pace.
