How Steve and me met .... you might be shocked!!
I could say our eyes met over a crowded dance floor (we tell our parents that) but reality was different.
I was skint, living in digs doing a university course in Manchester .... and working part time in a seedy massage parlour in town giving tug n rubs to men for 50% of the price of the service price advertised - I never did extras (occasional BJ's for £20 more was the most I did)
Anyhow - one night a group of lads came in - a bit drunk and us girls got called out to be chosen by the lads - they guy who chose me was dishy but not actually my type... i took him to a room and he paid me the money ... I told him to get undressed while I banked the cash - when I got back he was sitting on the bed still dressed ... I was confused so I asked him what was wrong.
He explained that he had never been in a massage parlour before and he thought he was bi but wasnt sure ..... I just sat down on the bed and talked with him for the allotted 30 mins he had paid for.
I suggested we make a bit of noise so his mates wouldnt think he hadnt had me .... he timidly asked if he could speak with me again as "You actually listened to me" - against my better judgement I gave him my phone number.
Us girls had a good chat and laugh about the antics the lads got up too and I had to make up a story of brilliant sex.
A few days later I had a text message " Hi is Steve, we met at the massage place, can I buy you dinner and we can talk ???"
I didnt reply for ages - I thought long and hard if it was the right thing to do or not ... finally I texted back
"ok - 11pm outside my work - cant stay long - uni at 9am tomorrow"
"Deal" was the near instant reply.
11pm - standing outside work and no one there apart from the occasional hooker and client ..... all of a sudden a car pulls up and a voice said "hop in" - thinking it was a kerb crawler I was just about to tell him to F'off then I saw it was Steve.
Nice car .... company car I guessed .... he drove and asked what I wanted to eat ..... my reply was stunning (even for me) - Big Mac and chips with diet coke please.
He didnt even flinch and we ended up sitting in a McDonalds car park, munching on our food.
He seemed ok - no pressure and I felt safe with him ..... i told him a bit about me and he told me lots about him .... I was 20 and he was 21 ..... I liked guys and gals and he had been with girls but had a "feeling" he liked guys too. He asked me about my job - did i enjoy it?? My honest answer was simple - I do it for the money and no sometimes i dont enjoy it. He tod me he was a designer of office spaces and was starting his own business soon.
Before he got a parking ticket in the car park he dropped me off near home ... no kiss (not expected).
As I walked the short distance to my flat he texted me saying thank you and could he see me tomorrow??
OMG I have a stalker!!!
Over the next months he came and picked me up each night I was working and we talked and talked over KFC's, McD's and BK .... thing we even had an Indian Takeway one night.
It was starting to become a Friends without Benefits sort of relationship and I had needs to and was nearing my 21st birthday so I suggested we went to a club in town for birthday drinks. I told him it was a club in the Gay Village and lots of bi people went there.
He was hesitant but agreed as long as we went in together.
Birthday night - dressed to impress, braless, thongless, stockings, hi heels, short fuck me dress ... I was on the pull.
Steve picked me up from our usual place near my flat - huge bunch of flowers and a bottle of (very very) expensive perfume as birthday presents ... i gave him a thank you kiss on the cheek .... he was obviously very nervous so I held his hand as we went into the club.
I spied some of the girls from work so I pushed him over to meet them .... we had a few drinks together and I introduced Steve as my "date who was confused" - lots of the gay lads were interested in Steve but he was so nervous.
As the night progressed we all got a bit merry and I was dancing with a couple I knew (actually the work owners) when I saw Steve watching us from the side of the dance floor all alone. We beckoned him over and soon the 4 of us were dancing together - he was shy but I saw a sparkle in his eyes .... he finally was enjoying himself.
I made a play for him as did Gary and Monika (the parlour owners who are both bi) - we all ended up kissing .... Steve was shy about kissing Gary but Gary being Gary he just did it anyway .... with his hand on my dripping clit ......
I guessed we stayed until 3am .... Steve and I left together in an Uber but we went to his flat just out of town. yes we did make love and yes it was good and yes we did it again.
In the morning we talked again for hours - it was like a weight had been taken off him ... he said he was ready for a new life, of sexual honesty, of wanting to try things with me and others that he thought were wrong and kinky, and finally that he wanted me to be part of his new world.
My response was "make love to me again while Gary and Monika get here!"
He did and they were in his/our bed an hour later.
Steve and Gary got on like a house on fire, Monika and I shaved Steves cock and balls ... Steve sucked Gary to a wonderful (he said so) orgasm .... Monika and I were fucked by both the lads... Steve and Gary had anal both ways ...... it went on and on!
We ended up sleeping for ages and when i awoke I found Steve ball deep in Gary -- he was so happy now.
After our guests had left I left Steve to sleep then asked him to get me an Uber home ..... he refused saying he wanted me to quit my job, stay with him and finish my uni course ..... Shocked was not the word but we became a couple there and then .
A few days later we cleared my flat out ... 2 suitcases and a carrier bag of lingerie.
We have been married for 8 years now - regulars at the Gay/Bisex clubs in Manchester, live in our own house that Steve designed, dont want k**s (well not yet) - and we are so happy!!!
We even have our own separate lingerie collections ... and heels ... and strapons (giggles)
Never Ever Give up on a dream ............. thats what is says on the wall as you walk into our hallway. be honest with yourself and others!!
Hope you enjoyed the read
ps - we have never ever used a condom together ----------------------
Love Terri (and Steve) xx ?❤️❤️?
I was skint, living in digs doing a university course in Manchester .... and working part time in a seedy massage parlour in town giving tug n rubs to men for 50% of the price of the service price advertised - I never did extras (occasional BJ's for £20 more was the most I did)
Anyhow - one night a group of lads came in - a bit drunk and us girls got called out to be chosen by the lads - they guy who chose me was dishy but not actually my type... i took him to a room and he paid me the money ... I told him to get undressed while I banked the cash - when I got back he was sitting on the bed still dressed ... I was confused so I asked him what was wrong.
He explained that he had never been in a massage parlour before and he thought he was bi but wasnt sure ..... I just sat down on the bed and talked with him for the allotted 30 mins he had paid for.
I suggested we make a bit of noise so his mates wouldnt think he hadnt had me .... he timidly asked if he could speak with me again as "You actually listened to me" - against my better judgement I gave him my phone number.
Us girls had a good chat and laugh about the antics the lads got up too and I had to make up a story of brilliant sex.
A few days later I had a text message " Hi is Steve, we met at the massage place, can I buy you dinner and we can talk ???"
I didnt reply for ages - I thought long and hard if it was the right thing to do or not ... finally I texted back
"ok - 11pm outside my work - cant stay long - uni at 9am tomorrow"
"Deal" was the near instant reply.
11pm - standing outside work and no one there apart from the occasional hooker and client ..... all of a sudden a car pulls up and a voice said "hop in" - thinking it was a kerb crawler I was just about to tell him to F'off then I saw it was Steve.
Nice car .... company car I guessed .... he drove and asked what I wanted to eat ..... my reply was stunning (even for me) - Big Mac and chips with diet coke please.
He didnt even flinch and we ended up sitting in a McDonalds car park, munching on our food.
He seemed ok - no pressure and I felt safe with him ..... i told him a bit about me and he told me lots about him .... I was 20 and he was 21 ..... I liked guys and gals and he had been with girls but had a "feeling" he liked guys too. He asked me about my job - did i enjoy it?? My honest answer was simple - I do it for the money and no sometimes i dont enjoy it. He tod me he was a designer of office spaces and was starting his own business soon.
Before he got a parking ticket in the car park he dropped me off near home ... no kiss (not expected).
As I walked the short distance to my flat he texted me saying thank you and could he see me tomorrow??
OMG I have a stalker!!!
Over the next months he came and picked me up each night I was working and we talked and talked over KFC's, McD's and BK .... thing we even had an Indian Takeway one night.
It was starting to become a Friends without Benefits sort of relationship and I had needs to and was nearing my 21st birthday so I suggested we went to a club in town for birthday drinks. I told him it was a club in the Gay Village and lots of bi people went there.
He was hesitant but agreed as long as we went in together.
Birthday night - dressed to impress, braless, thongless, stockings, hi heels, short fuck me dress ... I was on the pull.
Steve picked me up from our usual place near my flat - huge bunch of flowers and a bottle of (very very) expensive perfume as birthday presents ... i gave him a thank you kiss on the cheek .... he was obviously very nervous so I held his hand as we went into the club.
I spied some of the girls from work so I pushed him over to meet them .... we had a few drinks together and I introduced Steve as my "date who was confused" - lots of the gay lads were interested in Steve but he was so nervous.
As the night progressed we all got a bit merry and I was dancing with a couple I knew (actually the work owners) when I saw Steve watching us from the side of the dance floor all alone. We beckoned him over and soon the 4 of us were dancing together - he was shy but I saw a sparkle in his eyes .... he finally was enjoying himself.
I made a play for him as did Gary and Monika (the parlour owners who are both bi) - we all ended up kissing .... Steve was shy about kissing Gary but Gary being Gary he just did it anyway .... with his hand on my dripping clit ......
I guessed we stayed until 3am .... Steve and I left together in an Uber but we went to his flat just out of town. yes we did make love and yes it was good and yes we did it again.
In the morning we talked again for hours - it was like a weight had been taken off him ... he said he was ready for a new life, of sexual honesty, of wanting to try things with me and others that he thought were wrong and kinky, and finally that he wanted me to be part of his new world.
My response was "make love to me again while Gary and Monika get here!"
He did and they were in his/our bed an hour later.
Steve and Gary got on like a house on fire, Monika and I shaved Steves cock and balls ... Steve sucked Gary to a wonderful (he said so) orgasm .... Monika and I were fucked by both the lads... Steve and Gary had anal both ways ...... it went on and on!
We ended up sleeping for ages and when i awoke I found Steve ball deep in Gary -- he was so happy now.
After our guests had left I left Steve to sleep then asked him to get me an Uber home ..... he refused saying he wanted me to quit my job, stay with him and finish my uni course ..... Shocked was not the word but we became a couple there and then .
A few days later we cleared my flat out ... 2 suitcases and a carrier bag of lingerie.
We have been married for 8 years now - regulars at the Gay/Bisex clubs in Manchester, live in our own house that Steve designed, dont want k**s (well not yet) - and we are so happy!!!
We even have our own separate lingerie collections ... and heels ... and strapons (giggles)
Never Ever Give up on a dream ............. thats what is says on the wall as you walk into our hallway. be honest with yourself and others!!
Hope you enjoyed the read
ps - we have never ever used a condom together ----------------------
Love Terri (and Steve) xx ?❤️❤️?
1 year ago
...one small but so powerful word, "respect" is for both of you the "fire starter" on this relationship! My best wishes to your dreams guys.