back and a threesome today...

hmm, so back.

The need to write? a function of guilt and the blade runner. Today I enjoyed and underperfomed during an incredible threesome. Tonight I watched a TIVO version of the blade runner...the first film in which I saw tits if memory serves and at one point Mr Rutger Hauer seems to speak directly to me...(the me that polished off the bottle of shiraz my wife opened with her church ladies steering commitee this evening) when he said..."you better get it up, er I'm gonna haf ta kill ya"

fuck. where to start. well lurid content fans...lowest common denominator always seemed to get the most comments... Today I joined a couple for a threesome.

Today, I posted on a web site that I would be interested in meeting a couple. I posted a nude picture and left a message that was intended to convey that I was genuine, smart and classy. Much to my surprise I had a reply within a few hours and after a brief yahoo chat I was sure that I'd found a couple that was legit. fast forward to our "long lunch". loft apartment downtown...no I'm no longer in the 616 area code...but anyway, downtown. I don't know if I've ever been in a loft apartment before but they're how you imagine or see on TV. Open space...of course it's set up as a photo studio...back drop, flat black paint on tripods and stands, a directors chair. But before seeing all that I buzzed...came up...knocked and they didn't hear initially...she answered...faux fur and thigh high boots...late thirties...short brown hair, sexy highlights. brown eyes...fucking hot. Him, black turtle neck or henley (of course), bald, artsy looking but a bit taller than me...this must be his studio. He's in the circle...adult but still playing...in the city...it's about looking good. She's a flight attendant. One of the last hot ones...senior enough to do international and first class, not bitchy but she's got no need to fuck a passenger...but perhaps that's how they met...I'm a photographer....really?....amsterdam? I love it....pose? who me?.... He wears a ring, I left mine on my key ring...it took me a while to notice his. Later her comments about discretion confirm his marriage and her awareness of it...an awareness that only a free, single or divorced woman would oblige.

massage was the agreed upon means of starting...