I am a polyamorous woman, in my mid-40's, and recently embarked on an affair with a sophisticated, cultured, highly intelligent older gentleman. Because of the coronavirus, combined with other circumstances, we have been unable to meet for several weeks -- and who knows how much longer. My lover, whose name is Bob, wrote this story as a description of our first time together. He sent it to me, for my own entertainment, but told me it is mine to do with as I wish. I may write my own version.
Anne's husband had left her for a blonde he met at a party. So Anne turned to the one person she thought she could count on - her friend Jim. A meeting at the coffee shop to explain what happened leads to dinner together. But dessert is waiting back at her place...