“He’s not cleaning Leonard’s cum up because it’s gross or dirty,” I said. Ryan nodded. “This is a form of after care,Ryan.”
Ryan looked at me and then back at Leonard andDaniel.
“Remember, after care doesn’t just meancuddling.”
Ryan stayed for the duration of the party and all of my friends wished him well with his explorations and journey into the lifestyle. This had been good for Ryan and I would make a point to arrange another party in a fewweeks.
When all of the guests were gone, I complimented him on having his first party under hisbelt.
“Did you enjoyyourself?”
“Yeah, everyone was so nice and the sessions were hot towatch.”
I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. He found them hot; that was a good thing. His mind had opened up and he had taken everything in from tonight. Now he needed to processit.
“I want you to think about everything you saw and heard tonight. Really think about it and we’ll discuss it in a few days.” He nodded and stood to leave. There was a selfish part of me that wanted to keep him here longer. I realized this was out of character for me, but I knew he was clawing his way into my heart…and he was completely unaware. “Would you like a cookie?” I offeredhim.
“Yes!” he exclaimed and sat back down on the barstool at the kitchenisland.
I plated two cookies and sat down beside him with a couple of bottles ofwater.
“Do you ever have guests that have sex in the playroom?”
“Oh yes. Quiteoften.”
“Do they ever borrow a room?” he laughed a little as he ate hiscookie.
“I do have two guest rooms that guests are welcome to use. However, my bedroom is always offlimits.”
“Always?”
“Always.”
He was quiet for a few moments before he asked his nextquestion.
“What about when you want to, youknow?”
There was something about this thirty-five year old’s innocence that grabbed me and wouldn’t letgo.
“When I choose to engage sexually with a play partner, I’ll do it in the playroom.”
“But not yourbedroom?”
“No, it’s offlimits.”
“Do you only do it with playpartners?”
“That’s all I’ve ever done it with, Ryan. Remember, I’m very content with my lifestyle and choices that I’vemade.”
He nodded and seemed done with his questions, but I reminded him that he’s always welcome to ask meanything.
“Thank you. I appreciate your honesty and openness with me,Russell.”
I walked him to the door with the pink bakery box full of the leftover cookies and handed it tohim.
“Are you sure you don’t want these?” heasked.
I got them just foryou.
