When it was over, he said, “Now thatwas a wake-up call.”
“I woke up with your ass literally in my lap, so I couldn’t resist.”
I went to the guest bathroom and took care of business while he used the master bath. Later, as we were dressing, I said, “Coffee?”
“Thanks, but I’ll grab some on the way home to shower and change.”
I walked to the door with him, and we kissed again. “I’d like to see you again,” I said.
“Me too, but not for a couple of weeks.”
“Why?”
“You need some experience. I’ve seen a lot of guys get fixated on the first man they sleep with. Go out and get laid tonight, and tomorrow night, and repeat the process next weekend.”
“And then?”
“Some friends of mine are going to be at that gay clothing-optional place two weeks from now, and their travel trailer sleeps four. They’ve invited me down for the weekend and said I could bring a friend. Want to go?”
“You bet.”
“Then I’ll see you two weeks from last night, and we’ll be talking in the meantime, I’m sure.”