And to actually have my lover involved in it also, what more could a women want.I had just gotten a call from my bodyfriend, Steve, saying that he had...finally found what we had been looking for and was bringing it over to my place in about a hour. Good, I think, that will give me time to get ready for the coming evening.I go and have a quick shower, get myself cleaned up from the day, and get dressed, putting just shorts and a t-shirt on as we had made plans on going for a walk down to the lake. Suddenly I am shaken from my reverie when he started to slap my breasts and erect nipples with the flogger again. I twisted and writhed to avoid it but the strands landed unerringly. I had managed not to scream until now but combined with the vibrator and his ministrations to my clit it could not hold back. “Aggghhhhhh” it all came out in a screaming, shuddering orgasm. I almost expected loud applause but there's only silence. I am still shuddering from that explosive orgasm when he untied my. Sex is sex and love is love. I keep an open mind, even if I was not, using the common phrase, “bi-curious”. The night arrives after much negotiation about place and time. They have been together for years, and they make the arrangements. I meet at the designated place and we walk two blocks to the rented room. Not the Ritz-Carlton, by any means. But not quite as bad as I would have imagined. No yellow police tape on any of the doors. Not yet. We go into the room. Some wine is poured to relax. I did take both of them by the house for an afternoon get-acquainted get-together, proudly introducing Amy to my folks as the Main Squeeze I'd been incessantly telling them about over the telephone.They were impressed. Who'da thunk their klutzy little boy could land such a Babe-a-licious Angel as Amy? Amy looked so comfortable talking to my mom that I wondered if they'd already met someplace, and this whole thing had been a set-up.My dad is the salt of the earth, but he's also got Dirty Old Man.