The date was drawing near of Inge's visit to the house where her friend was working as an au pair. Hazel was so looking forward to her arrival that she had circled the date on a calendar and was crossing off the days. Yes, I was looking forward to seeing Inge again but crossing days off on a calendar? Hmmmm!
Meanwhile, we continued to live our life together, loving London and loving each other. Hazel's flat was nice and a little more expensive than my grotty room above the shop in Holloway. But, with two wages coming in, we were able to pay our bills and still have enough money left to enjoy the London night life.
After what seemed like forever, we decided to visit the Crackers disco club where we had first met on that amazing New Year's Eve. Hazel chose to wear a loose-fitting top with a scoop-neck which revealed the top of her chest but not quite down to her cleavage. I was wearing a new pair of dark trousers and a button-up shirt, quite different from my usual combination of jeans and t-shirt!
My main reason for going there was to see my friend Mike, the club DJ, but I was told that he had moved on. I was disappointed but I wasn't going to let it spoil our evening.
So we danced and drank and generally had a good time. Occasionally, Hazel and I would be dancing and a new partner would appear. We all danced together on the crowded floor and the new partner would disappear! On one occasion, we had attracted a new partner and they disappeared. We had been sitting at a table with drinks for a while, watching the dancers and having kisses and cuddles, when the new partner re-appeared.
"Hi," she said cheerily, "it was fun dancing with you. Can I sit down?"
"Yeah, no problem," I said and, from the corner of my eye, I'm sure I saw Hazel raise a quizzical eyebrow. The girl introduced herself as Suki. She didn't look oriental in the slightest and I said, "That's an exotic name " and then she explained.
"Yeah, I think so. It's just that my name is Sue and I thought Suki sounded more sexy!" She smiled at her confession and we all giggled. Our conversation was lively, flowing quite easily. We got up to dance again and Suki followed, taking Hazel's hand. It seemed that Suki was quite uninhibited in her dance moves, like a free spirit, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. Her eyes were mostly fixed on Hazel, who had a few great dance moves of her own.
We all sat down together again and Hazel announced that she was going to the ladies' room.
"I'll come with you!" said Suki. As a man, it has always been one of life's mysteries as to why ladies goes to the powder room in pairs, usually but sometimes in threes!
They finally returned after they had been gone for a while. I asked what had kept them and Hazel replied, "Aah, nothing really, just make-up and hair, y'know, girl stuff!" Once again, as a man, I would never know what 'girl stuff' was!
Suki got up to talk to a friend she had spotted and, straightaway, Hazel turned to me. "That girl is crazy, I think she might be up for something."
"What do you mean?" and then, I thought, I knew exactly what she meant! "Oh, right," I added with a knowing smirk.
Suki came back to the table so there was no time for Hazel to elaborate. The conversation was still lively but now with an edge.
"I think you two look really nice together. How long have you been together?"
Although odd from an almost complete stranger, it sounded like an honest question so it got an honest answer. Hazel beat me to it.
"Oh, about five months. I stole him from his girlfriend." Sniggers all round. "Not exactly like that. She dumped him for I don't know what, I always liked Vee. We actually met here in this club."
Suki was paying close attention. "So, this is like a reminiscence?"
"Sort of, I suppose. I got let down by my boyfriend on New Year's Eve, came here as planned and bumped into my workmate and her boyfriend was this man here!"
"Wow! So what happened?"
"Well, they looked after me ... all night! If you know what I mean"
"Really?" I thought that Suki was a bit taken aback. There was a few moments of silence as she was thinking of a response. Not one for awkward silences, I got up and grabbed the girls for another dance.
Now, there was a definite edge to the evening. Suki seemed to be more focused on Hazel as she moved to the music. We danced for a while, then back to our table.
"Just off to the ladies room," Hazel said and, like a puppy, Suki followed. With the topic of conversation hanging in the air, I was starting to get excited about what Hazel and Suki might be doing in the ladies. I mean, what exactly is 'girl stuff'?
After a while, Hazel returned.
"Vee, are we ready to go home?" asked Hazel. She was on her own, Suki nowhere to be seen.
"Er, yes. Where's Suki?"
"Well, obviously, she picked up on my girl-girl vibe and she came at me, we went into a cubicle. We kissed and she grabbed my ass and I lifted up her blouse to get to her tits. And then she just pushed me away!" There was a bit of disappointment in her voice. "She said, I can't do this. I've never been with a girl before. I said, but you can have Vee as well as me. Then she said she never had a threesome, she said she was too nervous and shy. Just got up, straightened herself and left the cubicle."
"Oh, that's a shame, we'd have shown her a great time. She was sweet, maybe a bǰ⁹it innocent. Changed her name to sound sexy but she wasn't quite there. Pity." Ah, well, we can't win them all. But at least I know more about 'girl stuff'!
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Oxford Circus tube station would take us straight to Shepherds Bush. But it was still early and a pleasant evening so we walked along Oxford Street towards Hyde Park. It was nice but frustrating, walking past all the shop windows, looking at lovely things which we would never be able to afford to buy. We walked past Marble Arch and, to avoid the traffic, we took a path through Hyde Park, like lovers, hand-in-hand. How romantic!
We'd been talking about the evening, about Suki, about work, about Suki again, the future, OUR future, Inge's future visit ("can't wait"), Suki again ("do you think Inge would have liked her?"), in fact, I think that we must have talked about everything.
After a while, we sat on a bench to rest our legs. It was still a pleasant and warm evening, quickly turning into night. As I leaned back on the bench, I tipped my head back to look at the starry sky. I felt Hazel climb across my lap and I liftled up my head. We were eye-to-eye, nose-to-nose, our lips touching. We kissed, a peck at first, developing into a deep, passionate, romantic kiss. Hazel nibbled on my lip as she pulled away. Her fingers began to unbutton my shirt, her lips followed as she kissed and bit on my chest, even sucking my nipples, very sexy!
"Hey, can't you wait until we get home?"
"Uh-uh, no ... can't stop thinking about what could have happened with Suki," and she continued her undressing of my body. Meanwhile, I'm looking around to see if anyone was coming, although I was pretty sure that it was going to be me!
Hazel unbuckled my belt and unzipped my fly, had a quick look around herself and pulled out my cock. Not the slow sensual touch of recent encounters, this girl was in a hurry! She sucked me fast and hard to make sure I was really hard. She slipped off her panties while she was on her knees sucking me and quickly jumped across my lap, sinking her wet pussy onto my shaft. She was bouncing up and down in quick time, I knew it wouldn't be long.
I took another look around me before I put my hands up her dress, grabbing her braless tits. She leaned in to kiss me before throwing back her head, adding to the sensuality of our impromptu love-making. She bounced, I pushed, I started to breathe harder, she started to squeal. I took a quick look around again as we starting to get a little noisy. It was time for us to reach the point of no return.
More bouncing, more thrusting, more noise, in fact, more of everything! I started to grunt as I was ready to come, Hazel's giggling and squealing was turning into screams and just the sound of her having a fucking good time sent me over the top. My body jerked as my body pumped her pussy full of spunk, she collapsed on top of me as we sat on that park bench, coming together in a heated rush. We held each other tight as we came down from that high of risky sex in public.
I pulled down Hazel's dress to cover her backside but we continued to sit on that bench for a while. I was feeling so satisfied with our sex and content in our love. I was also feeling the warm spunk dribbling out of Hazel's pussy, down my softened cock and making a mess of my new trousers! Hazel climbed off my lap and held my flaccid cock in her hand, wanking me gently, making her hand very sticky indeed. As she bent over to put on her panties, she gave me a chewy suck to give me a small clean up.
I was amazed that no-one had walked by while we having hot and noisy sex in public. Phew! Hazel was ready to continue our walk back home, although she was feeling uncomfortable with the sticky mess in her panties. Hahahaha! Well, she started it, this was her own fault!
The path we had taken through the park was only running parallel with Bayswater Road and we returned to the main road to continue our journey. But, it was getting a little cold and we still had a long walk through Notting Hill Gate and Holland Park. So we treated ourselves to a taxi ride for the last few miles. After we got home, I did wonder if Hazel had left a juicy stain on the seat in the taxi ...
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Lying in bed the next morning, we were not in a hurry to get up. But we did eventually climb out of bed, took a beautiful shower together and got dressed for a bit of shopping. Our life seemed so perfect ... love, companionship and great sex. But Hazel was keen to remind me that Inge was going to visit us, pointing to the crossed-off days on the calendar! She was great, I loved her.
The other girl that I loved was soon to visit us and Hazel, especially, was looking forward to her arrival.
Inge had written to me to give me her itinerary and it confused me a little. Her English was very good but it didn't seem clear where she was staying while she in London. We were hoping that she would treat Hazel's flat as her base but it seemed that she might stay with her friend at her employer's home.
The day arrived and Inge appeared to be staying with her friend. Her name was Brigitta and she was a year older than Inge. Of course, her only means of contact was to call me at work so I waited eagerly for her call.
Just when I was about to leave the office, my phone rang.
"Vee? It's Inge," said the excited caller.
"Inge! It's great to hear you. Where are you, what are you doing?"
"Well, I am with my friend Brigitta in - hey, Bibi, vor er vi?" Lots of mumbling, then, "She is living in Ruislip. Do you know it?"
"No, but I can look at the tube map."
"I have it. It is on the red line, yes? Ah, Central." Then, a pause. "Oh look, Bibi, it is near their flat. Vee, do you want us to come?"
Us? We're going to be spoilt for choice!
"If you want to. Or shall we come to you?" I offered.
Another pause ... Inge and her friend chatting, maybe ... "I don't think she is allowed to have a visit."
"OK. You want to meet in a pub near the flat? I don't know any really, we stay in the flat a lot."
"Hahahaha," Inge laughed, "I think you do." So we arranged to meet the next evening at Shepherds Bush station ... we could decide drinks or a meal or go up West. Inge passed the phone to her friend and we spoke for a little while and exchanged excited chat.
"So Bibi ... do I call you Bibi? We will meet tomorrow."
"Yes, Vee, tomorrow. I look forward to seeing you. Yes, Bibi is for my close friends but I'm sure we will be. Inge tells me a lot about you so I think I know you already." And Inge also has a close friend, yes? Hazel? She looks forward to see you and Hazel. I put Inge on the phone. See you tomorrow." Fucking hell, I can feel my cock stirring already
"Vee, does Bibi sound nice? We will see you tomorrow afternoon. Kisses!" And, as soon as I said "Bye!", she was gone.
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I rushed home as quick as I could to let Hazel know what was arranged for the next day. It was Friday so it was going to be a very interesting weekend.
As soon as I got in, Hazel was asking if I had a call from Inge. She was so excited to see her again.
"Hold on, hold on," I started, "yes, but she can't see us until tomorrow." Disappointment on Hazel's face. "So you'll just have to wait."
So we went out for a drink and came home. I could sense how Hazel's mood had changed and bedtime was not as exciting as usual.
All through the next day, Hazel was a bit irritable, seemed to be annoyed at everything. Me, maybe? I brought her change of mood to her attention.
"Shit, I'm sorry, Vee. I was so looking forward to seeing Inge last night."
"I know, me too. But she is staying with her new friend. We'll see her tonight," I tried to reassure her. Maybe she would feel differently that evening, I'm sure she would.
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Saturday evening came around and it was time to meet up with Inge and her new friend, Brigetta. Except Brigetta wasn't able to come. Inge explained that she had to fit in to the family routine. On Saturday evenings, Brigetta's hosts would go out so she had babysit their young children. "On Sunday evenings, though, she could have time off as the host mother was preparing her children for Monday's school and the father travels away for business," said Inge.
"A little unfair, I think," Hazel said, "I can't imagine that there is much to do in Ruislip on a Sunday night!" We all had a giggle at that analysis.
"So, what are we doing?" I asked.
"You know what I want to do," said Hazel immediately. Knowing looks were exchanged between the girls, I was just the spectator!
We went to a local pub, The Askew Arms, which sounded appropriate, as it would probably be more than our arms that would be askew later on. A nice pleasant evening in a quiet pub just seemed right, no loud juke box, away from the busy streets of Shepherds Bush. We spoke excitedly about our plans with Inge during her visit but she was talking more about her hopes to get a job as an au pair. All evening in the pub, sitting in our dark corner, Hazel had been touching Inge's arm, holding her hand, stealing kisses on the cheek and the occasional peck on the lips.
The weather was mild so we walked back to the flat in an unhurried style. Midway along our walk, we came to a small park and Hazel couldn't contain herself any longer. She took Inge's hand once more and pulled her into the park and along the path to sit themselves down on a bench. I was eager with anticipation as I had had both of them out in the open in the past, Inge in the hotel garden and Hazel in Hyde Park on our way back from the West End.
They sat besides each other and hugged and kissed passionately. Their hands were slipping beneath their clothing and I knew that Hazel wasn't wearing a bra. Inge hummed with pleasure as she had a handful of Hazel's breast with Hazel catching her breath at Inge's touch. Inge stood up in front of Hazel and took off her jacket and lifted her T-shirt over her head. She fell to her knees to hold Hazel's breasts to her face, kissing them all over and sucking on her nipples. Hazel threw her head back, arching her back, she looked so sexy and the scene was very erotic. I sat on a bench opposite, looking forward to Inge's next move on Hazel's body.
Then she got up from her knees. "Hey, this is stupid! People are sure to walk past. Let's go to your flat and do this properly!" Inge pulled Hazel up by her hand. I had to put my cock back in my trousers as I had been ready for a massive wank! Hazel remained topless as we walked along the path from the park back to the main road but, eventually, she put on her jacket so that passing traffic wouldn't be distracted and crash their cars!
We finally arrived at the flat and the girls ran up the stairs to continue what they had started in the park. By the time I had got upstairs, the girls were already on the bed in a tangle of arms and legs and their mouths were locked together. Once again, I was just a spectator. Hazel was on top of Inge, their legs interlocked as they rubbed their pussies against each other. I quickly stripped off my clothes but I was still a spectator. I moved around the bed to try to see an angle where I could join in with the fun but the girls kept pushing me away. Rather than seeing it as a rejection, I saw it as heightening my anticipation of fucking these two beautiful girls.
They were really into each other, though. Their kissing was deep and intense, their licking and sucking was vigorous to the point of forcefulness, almost violent. They hadn't seen each other in such a long time and they were really going for it. Inge sat astride Hazel's face, grinding her pussy hard against her mouth which drew occasional "Ouch!" from Hazel. When Inge had climbed from Hazel's face, she got down to her pussy and was pumping her fingers inside while Hazel was fingering her slit and rubbing her clit. At last, I could get closer to the action.
But it was all to end very soon. Hazel's hard rubbing and Inge's rapid fingering culminated in Hazel squirting straight into Inge's face. My anticipation of a lovely relaxed fuck was over as I lost control of my wank and I shot my load over Inge's face and Hazel's stomach. Oh, fuck! What a sexy welcome back to Inge! Inge sucked my cock to drain me, licked Hazel's stomach before moving up to kiss Hazel for what seemed forever. I'd fallen back onto the bedside chair and just watched them as they snuggled into each other. I felt that they had almost forgotten about me! But let's see what the morning would bring ...
