Carole had asked the question and I had agreed to her proposal. We were now officially boyfriend and girlfriend! We hadn't known each other long, just six weeks or so but we had packed a lot into those weeks. Our first meeting had revealed her personality and her sexy character. Since then, she had shown just how sexy she could be and how kinky she was. The previous evening, though, showed another sensational side to her...

The night was still young after I'd had my fun with Carole and our new friend, Jackie. She got up and went to the wash basin in Carole's room, saying that she needed to get back home to get ready for work the next day. Over the last year, I had watched my ladies as they had got washed and tidied up after an evening of lust and I had always found it very sexy. Often, it would lead to another lusty session, requiring a furt...

As I said in the previous chapter, another Saturday in Carole's bed. Another sex-filled day and another afternoon nap! Good recovery time and helps the staying power later in the evening. My goodness, I needed it! I decided to take Carole out for a meal instead of her making more toast! She was still asleep when I decided this, so I hadn't really thought about where but Greek restaurants were the trend at the time, and th...

Ginny had really been something else that evening. I couldn't believe I had got so excited from a lady telling me her story of lesbian awakening. My goodness, when she undid my trousers, I had no time at all to control myself. Her face was spattered with my cum! After she had cleaned up a little, I asked Ginny what happened next. Of course, after part one, I just needed to know the rest. "Well, I just lay on the floor wit...

Carole and I got out of bed late Saturday afternoon. Her shared bathroom was on the landing, along from her room. She said that it was almost exclusive use to her as the other room on her floor were unoccupied. "So, no hurry if you need a shower," she said. "OK," I replied. Then, added, with a cheeky grin, "Are you coming, then?" "Mmmmmm ..." she mused, returning my cheeky grin. So, she got some soap and a couple of towel...

Celly came to my place later, and we went for a drink with what pennies we had left until payday next week. Back home at mine, we lay on the bed together, just talking and listening to music. We spoke about work (boring!), life in general, futures (careers and us), and anything that crossed our minds. We spoke until we drifted off to sleep on top of the covers, still fully dressed! Celly was snuggled in under my arm as we...

Over the next few weeks, I got to know Celly and Ginny very well, in fact, very, very well! The Friday night out became a regular event, sometimes at the pub in Muswell Hill but mostly, the girls would come to the disco pub near my place. I think we all learned our lesson that first night with the lack of space at their flat whereas my bedsit was quite a large room and I had a double bed! That first night, though, was so...

Celly and I left my bedsit the next morning. I was going to work and she was going home. She had to catch a bus as she lived in Muswell Hill and it was a bit of a trek from mine. A few hundred yards away took us to the bus stop and we waited together until the bus came. "You doing anything tonight?" I asked. "I'm meant to be going to a pub with my flatmate. There's a live band, it should be a good night. You should come,...

I had been working at the unemployment office for only six months but I had been fast-tracked through to a supervisory position. This meant that I was overseeing a small team, staff who would handle the more menial tasks of the job, such as, sitting at a counter, facing a queue of people who were at the office to sign a slip of paper to claim their unemployment benefit. Pretty menial, huh? Meanwhile, I would be on hand to...

I came home from work on Tuesday evening and I was feeling so sad about the girls going back home to Norway. The arrangements had been made for an early taxi from North London to Heathrow so we wouldn't be going out to a wild disco club that evening! To be honest, we hadn't really been out much in the two weeks Inge and her friends, twin sisters Tanya and Lani, had been in London. A couple of nights at Crackers in Wardour...

Before we fell asleep, we re-arranged ourselves in the bed, me and Inge kissing and cuddling, Lani holding on to Tanya spooning-style. At some point in the night, I awoke and found that Inge wasn't there. Then, she appeared. She had only gone downstairs to the toilet and was now standing at the foot of the bed, looking cute in her panties and T-shirt. "Come back to bed," I whispered, not wanting to wake up Tanya and Lani....

After the previous, very late, night out in the West End, Inge, Lani, Tanya and me were worn out. We had all got into our beds and fallen asleep pretty much straightaway. What woke me up was the noise from the shop downstairs rather than the noise from the street. My bedsit was at the back of the building so street noise was minimal compared to that of the shop. The shop was a dry cleaners' and, although the front of the...

When I got home from work on Thursday evening, Inge was very excited to tell me of her new discovery. Of course, we had been using a washbowl to take strip washes in my room but Inge and the girls had discovered the local public baths! The original function of this service was for local people to wash their clothes and bathe themselves. Much of the accommodation available to poorer people was Victorian terraced housing an...

After the hotel booking mix-up that the girls experienced, we came to a solution that seemed to be working quite well. Obviously, I would say that, as each time that we had spent the night together, we were having awesome sex! But, during the final week of the girls' visit to London, we had evenings when we settled down with some music and a couple of bottles of wine, and we went to bed, the girls spooning in bed and me s...

It had been a week since Inge, Lani and Tanya turned up unannounced at my bedsit. They had called up to me from the alleyway behind the shop above which I lived. I was amazed to see Inge as we had met on a student holiday over two years ago and, although we wrote to each other on a regular basis, our letters were full of teenage love rubbish! I thought our correspondence would fizzle out and I would never see her again. I...