He must've been at least 6'3" and maybe a solid 300 pounds! He had on new 501 jeans, a black tee shirt that said Viper's World Famous Tattoo Parlor on it with a design that glowed in the dark, and a denim and black leather biker jacket. He had that mixture of evenly dispersed black and gray color hair. It was long and ran into his mustache and beard so that only his lower lip was visible on the bottom half of his face. His arms were completely covered in tattoos and I imagined most of his body probably was as well.

I must have hesitated as we walked toward him because Melinda laughed a little and squeezed my hand a little tighter while she kept walking toward him. I whispered, "how is this going to be okay?" "It's okay that I don't want him, right?"

"He loves me! He knows I like women. I was with a woman when we met! Don't worry."

I think when it started to feel a bit more like towing me than leading me she said, "He just wants me to be happy so he brings me here sometimes so I can pick one to take home with me. I picked you." Well... I couldn't say I wasn't sorry about that...

His name was Mitch. (Mitch and Melinda!) She was a tax accountant for the state of Colorado. He worked at his brother's famous tattoo parlor. Melinda had one tattoo on her entire body. It matched one that Mitch had. They each had the other's name tattooed on the inside of their bottom lip!

Just as I was wondering how in the world these two ever found each other Mitch looked up at me and smiled. "It's a pleasure to meet you" he said.

Wow! Now I understood... He had eyes the color of clear blue glass and his smile could melt an iceberg. When he looked into my eyes and smiled I felt like I was talking to Santa Clause!

We spent the evening talking and dancing and trying to learn line dances which lead to uncontrollable laughter. And every once in a while, Melinda would pull me to a quiet place and kiss me until I was breathless again.

We left the bar with a plan to get together the next night for a movie-thon at their house. I am positive that none of us thought for a second that movies would have anything to do with tomorrows activities.

I was definitely nervous... scared even! But the excitement and anticipation of being with her, overshadowed any fears I had by a longshot! Stupidity must be a symptom of desire, I think. Normal logic just doesn't apply! The anticipation of what was going to happen kept me from sleeping almost all night!

My new friends picked me up from the hotel just after my sister and I finished dinner. She met them as she was leaving to go back to school. I was glad she met them... that way if I never made it back again, she would be able to give a decent description to the police of my captors... or murderers.

The night began with some nervous rambling from me about uh... I have no idea! Some strong drinks followed - that helped! I was there to have sex with Melinda and dammit, I was gonna!

Let me just say, on a side note... there is something exceptionally liberating about being somewhere far from where anybody knows me. I can be anybody I want! It's like creating an alter ego online - but more... hands on! Hehehe! It's a guilt-free opportunity to live out your fantasies!

... on with my story!

Mitch and Melinda's living room had a sofa with a coffee table in front of it. A love seat was on the left and the TV was on the other side of the coffee table. Pretty standard living room configuration.

Melinda sat down next to me lighting up a joint and handed it to me. I am not a pot smoker! Ever! But... I'm not at home so... Sure!

Drinks and a joint and I'm feeling much less nervous! And... kind of strange. Mitch gets up and leaves the room as Melinda takes the glass from my hand and sets it down on the coffee table. I can tell this is like their cue... the start of their... game. (Okay. I'm here to play.) She starts kissing me and pushing me backward so that I'm lying on the couch. (Did I mention how hot this woman was?) She's unbuttoning my shirt... (I'm starting to feel like I'm watching this happen to someone else.) Something was really strange! (This feels great ... but I can barely open my eyes!) I'm aware she is taking off my clothes... but I'm also aware that I have NEVER felt this way before!

No idea... I opened my eyes for a moment and noticed And the lights are out! There's candles lit all over the room! Melinda is pulling my boots off and my pants and... woah! I'm no longer on the couch! I'm on the fluffy spread of blankets on the floor where the coffee table had been! This is sooo weird! I can see Mitch. He's stretched out on the loveseat now, watching us. The TV is off and there's music. The loveseat had been pushed to the far end of the room. I'm lying on my back and Melinda is caressing me all over. I have no idea what was in that joint but... oh my God!! I'm just lying there, reveling in the sensations... and then, There are more than two hands on me!

Surprised, I tried opening my eyes but can't. Consider trying to sit up and don't. I remember sort of stretching my arms above my head and saying out loud... "What the fuck am I doing?" to which I heard the tandem reply, "enjoying yourself!"

I smiled and gave myself up to the experience saying, "Yeah, ... I am!"

In the morning Mitch made us breakfast in bed. I felt lucky! I knew I loved them! Enjoyed myself - is right! I had never felt so well cared for! They asked me if I would stay for the summer, promising to take good care of me but I had to decline. I left with an open invitation to return.

They said, "Anytime you want to drop out of the rat race, just call. We'll send you a ticket."

I did see them again about two years later. They were at a tattoo convention in near Disneyland. It was great to see them but I knew it couldn't be the same. After all... I was at home. People knew me here!