Date: Wed, 4 Nov 2015 02:07:35 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Falling for Phaedra Part 5 Falling for Phaedra (part 5) What happens when a straight man falls for an exotic woman that is more than he ever expected, challenging his view of right and wrong? I hope you enjoy this work of fiction. –––––––––––––––––––– We got dressed and left for Diversions. "Just what kind of club is this?" I asked. "It's a gay bar," Phaedra explained, "ever been to one?" "Never," I replied, "no reason to – why are we going to a gay bar – you are completely passable." "True," said Phaedra, "but tonight Tom and Janet will be there – and I want you to experience the more accepting environment there." "I hope I don't see anyone I know," I said. "If you do, they will probably be surprised as well," she said. I was nervous about going into a gay club. Partly because I didn't want to be seen, but also because I would be surrounded by gay people. I thought I was pretty open minded, but I realized that I may be struggling with some deep-seated biases. We arrived and parked. We went in and took a seat. Martha, a pretty girl approached and greeted Phaedra, who introduced me. Martha welcomed me and took our drink order. I looked around, and everyone looked pretty normal, except for some same-sex kissing and hand holding. I noticed a number of boy-girl couples, and Phaedra explained that the girls were Transgendered woman. "But Transgendered women aren't gay," I said, "so why do they come here?" "In bigger cities," PHaedra explained, "there are transgender clubs, but here a gay bar is a safe place to meet and socialize." "I don't get it," I said, "but for now I'm not going to struggle with it." "There's Tom and Janet," said Phaedra, waving to them. They approached and joined us. After introductions, Phaedra got up and took Janet with her, saying, "you boys talk and see if you can make sense of things." "Is this your first time in a gay bar," asked Tom. "Yes," I replied, "and it's kind of freaking me out." "I know what you mean," Tom said, "it took me a while to get used to it." "How long have you been with Janet?" I asked. "About three years," answered Tom. "I don't know if this is ok to ask," I Said, "so please don't be offended – are you gay?" "No, I'm not," he replied, "so you must be wondering how I could be in love with Janet." "Actually I'm not," I responded, "I'm really growing fond of Phaedra, but I'm having difficulty with intimacy." "I understand," said Tom, "you want to be intimate but it conflicts with your straightness." "Exactly," I said, "is that a problem for you?" "It was in the beginning," he confessed, "but I grew past that. Maybe I can help you to get over your inhibitions, so feel free to ask me anything." "Does Janet cum in your mouth?" I asked, blushing once I realized what I had asked. Tom saw my embarrassment and said, "it's ok – I don't mind." "Yes," he answered, "and I love it when she does." "Phaedra came in my mouth today," I said, "and I nearly puked. I was so embarrased!" "Embarrassed because you let her cum in your mouth?" Tom asked. "No, I was embarrassed by how I responded, but it really tasted terrible, I said, "I feel like I really disrespected her with my response." "You are making progress," he said, "how did you feel about her cumming in your mouth? "Like I had just given a blowjob," I said, greatly embarrassed. "That is partly why you hated the taste," Tom explained, "you think of it as a vile and dirty act, so you've talked yourself into finding it disgusting." "How did you get over that?" I asked. "Think of it as simply going down on your lady," Tom instructed, "when she cums, she is giving you her girl juice, signalling that you have done something truly wonderful for her. Try to look forward to her gift to you." "I hadn't thought of it that way," I responded, "but it really is a blowjob, isn't it?" Tom just looked at me and said, "what do you think? Is Phaedra a boy?" That kind of jolted me, and I realized how wrong-headed I had been. "Of course not," I said, "so it couldn't have been a blowjob!" "You are right," said Tom, "and you are still very straight." "I was afraid I was losing my straightness," I confessed, "and wasn't sure how to deal with that. I really want Phaedra, and she wants a straight boyfriend, but things have been confusing for me." "It's understandable," Tom replied, "now this is an unfair question, so you don't have to answer – just think about it: do you want to give a guy a blowjob?" "Hell no!" I retorted. "Then you are still very straight," Tom said, "do you want to go down on Phaedra again?" "I can't wait to!" I said. Tom smiled, "You are starting to understand." Tom and I continued to talk and I came to feel more at ease about my relationship with Phaedra. After a time Phaedra and Janet returned. Tom and Janet went out to the dance floor and I took Phaedra's hand and we joined them. As we danced Janet asked if Tom had been helpful to me and I assured her that he had. At first I was really apprehensive about coming to a gay bar, but now I'm glad I did. After the dance, Janet led me around and introduced me to her friends, most of whom are gay. They seemed perfectly okay, and I began to get more comfortable. By the time I had a few more beers I was feeling completely at ease. I told Phaedra I was glad to be there and thanked her. "I think it took quite a few beers to get you there," Phaedra said, "so I think I better drive us back." I was feeling pretty mellow, and quickly agreed. On the way back I told Phaedra that Tom had helped me to see things differently, and that I thought it would make a difference for both of us. When we got back, we went inside and I took Phaedra in my arms and held her close. "I want you, Phaedra dear," I said, "please give me another chance." "I will give you as many chances as you want," she said, "but are you really ready this time?" Soon we were in the bedroom, undressed and ready for bed. Phaedra was wearing a beautiful nightie that showed off her beauty wonderfully. It was semi-transparent, so I could see everything, and I loved every bit of what I saw!" We got into bed and turned off the lights. I snuggled with Phaedra and ran my hands over her soft body. I reached for her clitty and found her to be aroused. I gently squeezed it while kissing her and enjoyed the passion I felt from her. I rolled Phaedra onto her back and moved between her legs. I took her clitty into my mouth and heard her gasp with joy. I felt her warm inner thighs against my cheeks. Her hands were in my hair, pulling me close to her. Phaedra was squirming with delight and then she yelled out as she climaxed and gave me her girl juice. As I tasted her juice it was completely different this time. The taste was strong, and unlike anything else, but was not at all repulsive. I held her clitty in my mouth until she stopped pumping. I pulled off Phaedra and lay beside her, holding her juice in my mouth. Phaedra turned to me and kissed me, slipping her tongue between my lips, tasting her juice. "That was wonderful!" she said, "you can go spit it out if you want." I swallowed and said, "not a chance!" and kissed her again. We drifted off to sleep, our relationship now having reached a new level. –––––––––––––––––––– To be continued ... Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org