I had a great weekend with Hazel. We did the night out, we did the sex, we did the trip to the market. She cooked a proper meal - it was the first proper cooked meal I'd had since leaving home nearly two years before. My meals had been take aways and visits to restaurants and, of course, Carole's tea and toast! But Hazel had cooked a meal for me!

After dinner, we washed up together and then, sat and watched TV, just relaxing in each other's company. Hazel took a breath, as if she was going to speak. But she didn't speak and we continued to enjoy the TV. This happened a couple of times until Hazel finally spoke.

"Vee?" More hesitation. "Yes?"

"What I said this morning ... y'know."

"Oh, ... er, yeah. Well, I said it was a bit heat of the moment but don't worry about it."

"I know, Vee, but I need to talk about it."

"OK, go ahead. The floor is yours."

Hazel nervously began. "Well, I know what I said and I know it was heat of the moment but ... well, since that night we met at Crackers, I have fancied you. I know you fancied me too, I could tell by the way you looked at me. Look, I was a bit pissed off because bloody Barry had let me down so I was glad that Carole was there."

"Hazel, you looked stunning, I really did fancy you."

"Well, I knew Carole had a boyfriend so, when you said you'd look after me, I was thinking that we would just all pal up and have a drink and a dance. I wasn't expecting what happened that night. It was a beautiful experience, I loved it, the way we were so free with each other. It was gorgeous!"

"It certainly was," I said.

"Well, as we have got to know each other over these last few months, not just the sex, I kept thinking that you were a very nice guy and, once I realised that Carole didn't want to settle down with you, I thought that she was wasting a good chance. I'm nearly twenty-two and you've just had your birthday, so I'm a bit older than you and Carole." Hazel hesitated. "What I'm trying to say is I've started to think about you a lot since you and Carole broke up. That's why I called you."

"Well, I'm glad you called me. I've been feeling pretty crap the last couple of weeks, missing Carole. Yeah, I thought about you as well, mainly because I fancied you," I said.

"Anything more?" Hazel was fishing. "You see, I think I could easily fall for you. You're a nice guy and we are good in bed together. And you're open to try things and you seem to have respect."

"I hope so," I said.

"So ... can we go out together?"

"You know I have a pen-pal girlfriend in Norway?"

"Oh yeah ... I forgot about that. Carole told me about the fun you had last summer."

"She is coming to visit next month but she's travelling with her mother."

"Oh," was all Hazel said. "Look, maybe we can still go out until she visits?"

"I don't really think that would be fair on you or Inge," I said, reasonably, I thought.

"Let me worry about that," Hazel replied and she moved towards me to kiss me, tentatively at first, but then, more passionately. She sat astride me and took off her T-shirt, revealing her beautiful breasts. And, just like that, the mood had changed.

Hazel unbuttoned my shirt and continued to kiss me and push her tits into my face. I managed to hook my hands inside her shorts and ease them down over her backside. She jumped off my lap and knelt in front of me to unbuckle my jeans, taking my pants off with my jeans. I was soon totally naked on the sofa as Hazel ran her hands all over my body.

Hazel stood up to remove her panties and we were both naked. She climbed back on top of me but stood on the sofa, bringing her pussy close to my face. I couldn't resist pulling her hips closer so that I could run my tongue over her pussy lips. She wiggled her hips so that my tongue was stretching out for her and she giggled as she was playing with me. She slid down my torso, leaving a trail of pussy juice and arriving at my cock. I knew that she was already soaking wet!

She guided her pussy to hover above my cock, finding my head and rubbing it along her lips. She eventually found my cock against her fuck hole and lowered herself down, grinding her pubic bone against mine as we breathlessly kissed each other. She was so wet, we were making squelching noises. After a few minutes, Hazel climbed off and knelt down in between my legs to take my dripping cock in her mouth.

Her technique was ecstasy, the quick mouth wank followed by a few slower, deeper sucks. I was sure I was going to come pretty quickly. But she stopped to climb back on top, my cock sinking deep into her pussy and I could feel it twitching inside. She must have felt me twitching as well as she quickly jumped off and took my sticky cock in her hand and wanked me.

I exploded all over her neck and tits, she kept wanking me until I had to beg her to stop. She climbed back up to plant her pussy on my face. She was dripping! I licked her eagerly, soaking my chin as I managed to drink down her juices. My spunk was starting to run down her body, some drops hitting my face. Once again, Hazel slid down my body and kissed my face all over. Talk about wet and wild! She was so sexy!

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Exhausted, we made our way to bed, hugging each other and mixing the sex and sweat of our sticky bodies together.

What a beautiful evening! She spoke of me being in her thoughts since my break up with Carole and even told me she loved me. And we had finished the evening with the wettest sex! Hazel was beautiful. Her face was lovely, her body was gorgeous and her sex appeal was undeniable! She told me she might be falling for me ... I felt that I could easily be falling for her!

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My trouble was the impending visit of Inge. Hazel was told about my situation with Inge by Carole. I tried to rein in my feelings for Hazel because I knew that those feelings were based on the amazing sex life that I'd had with her involving other women, most notably Carole.

My feelings for Inge were based on a friendship that had begun over three years previously and had, eventually, become sexual. But, again, those feelings involved the participation of other women.

Oh, my goodness! I think I've fallen in love with every woman I've met and slept with. Nobody told me that relationships would be so bloody hard!

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A few weeks spent with Hazel and our relationship developed. Things were going well but, at the back of my mind was the visit of Inge. During those weeks, Hazel and I had some great times together and some very sexy times! It was as if Hazel was doing her best to win me over ... and it was working!

Finally, the day came when Inge and her mother arrived in London. Hazel and I had had THE conversation and I promised that I would be honest with Inge about the state of our relationship and how I would need to end the relationship that we had grown together, mostly by letter, over the previous three years. This was going to be very difficult!

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It was all a bit formal when I finally met Inge and her mother. Not so much Inge, of course, more her mother. Her name was Sidsel and she was the classic Scandinavian older woman, slim, elegant and well-dressed. And pretty! If I was twenty years older AND she wasn't Inge's mother, I would have been straight in there!

We had a few drinks in a pub near their hotel in Paddington and we moved to a West End restaurant for a meal. It seemed a bit up market from what I was used to and I was certainly underdressed! I was relieved when Sidsel told us not to worry, she would pay the bill. Phew! She was rich and classy too!

We all exchanged small talk. I realised that I didn't know much about Inge's family. We had been writing too each other for three years but she had never referred to sisters or brothers, she had just written about romantic ambitions for us. There was a brief period after her visit with the twins that she wrote more about the sexy times we'd had but that had, for some reason, petered out.

Through the evening, the drinks kept coming and we were all getting comfortable with each other. Sidsel got up to go the ladies' room and, for the first time, Inge and I were alone. Suddenly, it was time to talk.

"Inge, there's something I need to tell you," I began.

She looked down, nervously tapping her fingernails together. "I think I know what you're going to say. You've got a girlfriend, yes?"

"Er, ..." I started to reply but, before I could continue, she said, "It's OK, I have a boyfriend in Stavanger. Look, Vee, we're young and we're just trying to find out what we like. Or don't?"

I didn't really know how to react to her revelation. I was that nervous that I was starting to sweat! Suddenly, I was that shy boy from the countryside who couldn't speak to girls. It was awkward silence time. Inge saved me.

"Do you still see Mike from Crackers?" she asked. "O, hei, mamma." Sidsel had returned. There was a little chit-chat in Norwegian and then Inge explained to her Mum about my DJ friend from the club we went to. "Yes, it was a great club. Maybe we can go there this week?"

Sidsel laughed. "You young ones can go to a club if you like. I'm a little too old for that now."

"No, I'm sure you're not," I said, trying my best at flattery to my girlfriend's Mum!

"Well, I used to go to clubs when I was younger but we didn't have the same sort of clubs. We had musicians playing Norwegian folk music and we would dance to the music. I should imagine your clubs are full of rock music?"

"Was it a bit like Abba, then?" I asked.

"Well, a little bit. I think that's how the men started out," Sidsel said.

"We liked Rock your baby when Vee and I first met, mamma, remember when I went on that student trip to West Berlin?" Inge reminisced.

Our evening was very pleasant and I had forgotten about the sticky issue of me having a girlfriend and, of course, the fact that Inge had a boyfriend back home! We finally returned to the ladies' hotel and their was an awkward situation as Sidsel said goodbye to me.

"It's been so nice to meet you, Vee," she said. Turning to Inge, there was more Norwegian spoken. "OK, god natt, kjære mamma." Inge replied. Sidsel smiled at me and walked away.

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"I can't be too late, Vee, my Mum will be waiting up for me," Inge said. We sat in the hotel bar, which was almost empty, and we talked about the evening and I was hoping to see if I had made a good impression on her Mum. "Yes, I think she likes you." We kissed for the first time in the evening. Tentative at first but then more passionately as we sat side by side on the sofa. Unfortunately, it wasn't the best place to be too sexual so we just kissed some more!

The last people in the bar had left, going to their room, I guessed.

Suddenly, Inge broke away. "Well, what is your girlfriend like?" Oh dear, this was going to be the awkward conversation.

I took a deep breath and began to say how pretty she was, describing Hazel's hairstyle and her figure. The question about how we met was going to be the most awkward of all.

"It was New Year's Eve in the club. I was with another girl and she was a work colleague of that girl. She had just been dumped by her boyfriend so we said that we would look after her." I didn't want to reveal too much but Inge seemed to be in an inquisitive mood.

"And?" she said. "What happened?"

"Well, we got drunk together and ended up at my old girlfriend's flat in Camden Town. She had her first lesbian experience with ... do you remember that house party we went to last summer? Well, the coffee-coloured girl knew where I worked and followed me home one evening. It's a long story but we ended up together then broke up and then I met Carole."

"Yes, I remember her. She was very sexy with very large breasts, swinging! Go on."

"I took Carole to my place and Celly was waiting with one of her girlfriends. Celly was angry but Carole took control by kissing her girlfriend!"

"Wow!" I could tell Inge was getting more aroused. Even though she had experienced all-girl threesomes since she was a teenager with Tanya and Lani, she was definitely eager to know more!

"We all went upstairs and had an amazing night, as you can imagine!"

"Oh yes! I am imagining very much!" She kissed me and took my hand, placing it on her leg. "Go on, Vee!" I slid my hand up her leg towards her crotch. Her panties were damp ... I slipped my hand inside the material and felt her pubic hair. It was very damp. Inge breathed heavily in my ear. "Go on, Vee, go on!" I slipped my finger into her slit. She was soaking! I ran my finger up and down a few times. Inge's breathing became rapid and she started to catch her breath with each pass of my fingers in her slit.

Inge whispered, "Let's go for a walk!" We left the hotel and walked to the rear of the hotel where there was a small garden. We found a bench in a secluded part of the garden. Inge sat me down and knelt down in front of me. She unbuckled my trousers and released my cock, not yet hard but would soon be like rock, the way Inge loved it. She took me into her mouth as far as it would go. She gagged and pulled back, with a trail of her saliva now coating my cock.

She moved up to give me a very sloppy kiss while she wiggled about taking off her panties. Lifting her dress, she straddled me and guided my cock into her pussy. She dropped herself down onto me, I felt like my head was touching the entrance to her womb! We rode together quite gently at first, trying to be as quiet as we could. I lifted up her dress past her hips and reached up behind her to unclasp her bra. Once her bra was undone, it was a simple task to lift her dress over her head. Inge was in the back garden of a London hotel totally naked. She lifted my shirt over my head and, apart from my trousers around my ankles, I was also naked.

I was groping at Inge's breasts, trying to suck her nipples as she bounced up and down on my cock. I held her head in my hands, pulling her face to mine, and we kissed breathlessly. Ultimately, the bouncing was leading to our mutual orgasm. Inge gave out a muffled scream as she felt my spunk pumping inside her and she collapsed into my arms.

"Oh, fucking hell, Vee!" she said as she tried to regain her breath. "Just as good as always, you gorgeous man!"

"Inge, you are sexy as fuck! Wow! We're both fucking naked outside! You are amazing! I love you!"

"I love you too, Vee!" Inge paused as if she realised what we had done. "We'd better get dressed!" I could have looked at her forever, sitting above me in the pale lights from the street at the front of the hotel. They were casting shadows across her body and it was just beautiful! I had noticed her nipples hardening in the chilled night air so I caught a last suck before she recovered her dress and pulled it over her head. I hardly moved as she dressed, my shirt beside me on the bench, my trousers still around my ankles!

"Hey, Vee, you getting dressed?"

"Just watching you, darling!" Inge was now dressed and leaned in to kiss me before dropping to her knees to suck my cock, giving me a lovely cleanup. She pulled up my jeans and I reached over to put on my shirt. We kissed again and I got a taste of my own spunk, just like the old days!

We arranged to meet again before she went back home and parted company as I watched her walk through the hotel foyer back to the room that she was sharing with her mother.

What a finish to what could have been a flat and awkward evening. What a fucking finish!!

Now, of course, I was in another dilemma ...