Dangerous Liaison - Sex Stories

Dangerous Liaison

Some people may recognize our protagonist from one of my 'Gay Male' stories, Dance of Desire. Even though his part in that story was very small, it turns out there was quite a lot going on in the background.

Please note: If you like to read my stories in order, even though Dance of Desire and Dangerous Liaison are standalones. This story does contain spoilers.

Tess O-Meter Green.

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I'm not going to deny, I was a little pissed off.

Having had to stop dancing professionally two years ago, at only thirty-six, it had taken a lot to come to terms with such an abrupt and shocking end to my career.

Unfortunately a human knee is only meant to bend one way, and a badly timed kick during a Jive had ended my dreams. Leaving me with an injury more common in soccer players, and a dance partner who wouldn't even take my calls due to misplaced guilt.

Receiving the unexpected invitation three months ago, to come and interview for a role as a judge on the prestigious Paris Ballroom & Latin Competition, had been totally out of the blue. I was aware that one of the older judges had retired, but less than two years into my career re-build as a teacher and judge (mostly on the UK circuit where I'm based, some back home in the States) I hadn't expected to be on anyone's wish list.

I had travelled to Paris and been welcomed by Manon Alexandre, the current matriarch of the family who privately funded the event, run every five years.

"Are you ready to impress us, Mr ...

... Franklin?" she had asked. Before walking me into a room where the remaining five judges were gathered.

I hadn't been expecting that.

I also hadn't been expecting to be interviewed, not for a judging role, but for the head judge role.

Not only was I fifteen years younger than anyone in the room, but there was clearly a lot of unhappiness. In particular from the two older gentleman who both thought they should be offered the role, having sat on the judging panel since the first competition forty years before, and did not approve of an outsider (American, not French) being considered.

"This isn't right, Manon," they had hissed. Completely ignoring my greeting. "We must protest in the strongest terms. Your father would never have-."

"My father is no longer in charge," Mrs Alexandre had interrupted them. "And things cannot stay the same, they must progress. Mr Franklin knows more about current dance trends and developing styles than anyone else in this room."

"He also won the last three competitions." This from Mrs Amelia Bassett, who had been on the panel for the last two competitions. "The first at only twenty-three. And let's not forget the second time he took part and won in our first all-male winning partnership. Mr Franklin is more than qualified to join our team."

"But not to lead the team," the second angry gentleman argued. "Not to have authority over us. I won't have it."

"May I make a suggestion?" I asked quietly.

Everyone turned to look at me. With ...