there and that was only once many years before. He would never forget that first time. Lying on his side on his friend's bed while his wife was at work with his leg raised feeling the tip of the prick banging against his hole as if asking permission to enter. The sharp stab of pain as he was penetrated to be replaced by a warm glow as it was thrust in and out. The slapping of skin against skin as his lover had speeded up and the last thrust deep inside him as he emptied his balls.

Suzie was saying something.

"Do you want to go somewhere?"

The moment had come. The chance to get out of it if he wanted too.

"Yes," he found himself replying.

The butterflies started again as he followed Suzie from the café.

"Shall we take your car?" Suzie asked as they walked towards where a row of cars was parked along the sea front. "You know your way around this area better than me."

Paul stopped by an old blue Ford and turned the key in the door lock. There was a popping sound as the locks released. He held the open the door while Suzie slipped inside.

He was so young and good looking, Paul thought as he made his way around the car to the driver's side and climbed in, what can he see in me? Paul started the engine, engaged 'D' and they drove back past the pier and up onto the old coast road. Paul paid the toll to the old man with the bag on his shoulder and took the private road. The rain was starting to fall heavily. He switched the windscreen wipers on and glanced down at Suzie's crotch. Was that a lump he could see? After two miles there was a dirt turning up into the trees and he indicated and pulled into the secluded parking area.

There was one other car parked a short distance away. It drove off almost immediately. A woman in the front seemed to be adjusting her clothing and the man's shirt was unbuttoned down the front.

"They needn't have left on our account." Suzie remarked.

Paul turned to him.

"Oh. Does that mean we are not going to do anything?"

He almost felt relief.

"I didn't say that." Suzie reached across and took Paul's hand. "I told you. I need you to make the first moves."

"I know. It's just that it has been so long and I'm not sure."

"Not sure you want me?"

Paul looked again at Suzie's crotch.

"I want you," Suzie continued.

"I need a piss." Paul pulled his hand free and, stepping out of the car walked behind a nearby tree.

He unzipped his trousers and took out his prick. It was nearly hard. He managed to piss with difficulty and stroked it three times before putting it away.

What should he do? He was here. Suzie was all right. Very pleasant in fact. He was everything and more than he imagined from their many emails. It was he. It was just nerves. He could hardly wait another twenty-five years for another chance. It wasn't as if he was with a total stranger. They'd e-mailed many times. They knew each other's thoughts and fantasies. Also, he wasn't being fair to him.

He got back into the car. Suzie's eyes were red. There were tears in them.

Without thinking he placed his arm