I was seeing this guy, Dan, on and off for over a year. He was basically a fun-time lad, and I had no reservations that our relationship was purely physical. Still, he was a laugh, good in bed, and knew how to keep his mouth shut.
I had some time to myself for the first time in a long while, so I put on some music and got on with some housework. My husband, Gareth, took our two kids away on a weekend camping trip.
I got a call from Dan that he wanted to pop over with his mate, Lenny.
Small world, but Lenny was one of my girlfriend’s past lovers.
They wanted to go somewhere to hang out before they hit the town in the evening.
I was about to jump in the shower when I heard the doorbell. They were already downstairs, so I buzzed them up. I was still sweaty and sticky from running around.
Both of them were party guys. Dan was good looking and hit the gym a lot. Lenny had a great smile, equally athletic, and he has a way with words when it came to women. According to my friend, he was packing some serious firepower downstairs. Something that I was very curious about.
They brought some beer and weed with them. I haven’t smoked since my college days, and felt like living it up a little. It was nice not having to feel like a mom for a day.
