Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 1 - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 1

... fifties-something handsome man with gray hair and a full gray beard greeted us.

"Jerry, great to see you," he bellowed as he opened the door wider.

Jerry reached for and shook his hand as he said, "Good to see you again, Sam."

Saundra rushed in, gave Sam a quick hug, and then said, "I gotta pee." She dashed for the powder room across the vast foyer.

I was standing beside Jerry, smiling as he and Sam greeted each other, but Sam turned his attention to me, then back to Jerry as he said, "And who might this lovely tart be?"

Jerry quickly introduced me to our host, "Dianna, Sam, Sam Dianna."

I smiled at Sam and said, "Please to meet you, Sam; thank you for inviting me." I reached for his hand, which he grabbed instantly, but instead of a handshake, he pulled me against his burly body and replied, "Men get handshakes; the ladies get a bear hug."

As Sam hugged me, a lovely woman approached from the living room. She was perhaps in her early fifties, with dirty blonde hair, long, sexy red nails, and relatively large breasts, confirmed by the tight-fitting sweater she wore that plunged seductively in front to reveal deep, succulent cleavage.

"Hi, Jerry," she said as she hugged him.

Sam introduced me to his wife, "Dianna, this is Trisha, my wife."

"My pleasure, Trisha," I said, unsure if I should shake her hand or hug her.

Sam put his strong hand on Jerry's shoulder and said, "Let's go in the living room, have a drink, and we can get ...

... reacquainted."

Trisha and I followed the men, and as we walked toward the living room, I commented, "You have a charming house."

She smiled and replied, "It's our little weekend getaway."

We entered the expansive living room, and I noticed six other couples seated on various sofas or love seats scattered throughout the room. None looked like the couples I'd viewed on the SU website. However, judging from the assortment of outfits, I assumed each was well-experienced in the lifestyle. Cleavage and short skirts or very tight slacks and even tighter sweaters are worn to show off the ladies' best features. I felt a little underdressed in my slinky black evening dress.

"Can I get you drinks?" Sam asked as he looked toward Jerry and me.

"Jack on the rocks," Jerry replied, and as I smiled at Sam, I said, "A white wine, please."

As Sam poured our drinks, Saundra reappeared from the powder room. "Sorry about that, folks; it's a long drive up here."

"What are ya having, blondie?" Sam asked Saundra as she settled into the seat beside Jerry.

"Scotch and soda, please," she replied.

He passed out our drinks and said, "The bar is over there; you're on your own from now till whenever," letting us know we could serve refills ourselves.

Sam moved to the end of our couch and said, "I believe everyone is here, so let's review the ground rules."

He started, "First and foremost, sex is consensual; if a lady or man isn't interested, move on. Second, the house is yours, except for the ...