{"id":35,"date":"2006-10-03T10:46:11","date_gmt":"2006-10-03T09:46:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.alexsuze.com\/blog\/?p=35"},"modified":"2016-03-04T16:11:26","modified_gmt":"2016-03-04T16:11:26","slug":"the-pleasures-down-below","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alexsuze.com\/?p=35","title":{"rendered":"The Pleasures Down Below"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This post relates to Alex&#8217;s entry (that sounds rude.\u00a0 Good!) Never Too Old To Grow Up.\u00a0 We lived in the flat for about a year.\u00a0 One full year of fucking, discovery and naughty play, remind me to tell you about some of our encounters later.<\/p>\n<p>The flat was situated in student land and nearly all of the neighbours were either students or renters.\u00a0 It&#8217;s a good job in those days we didn&#8217;t require much sleep, there was always a party going on somewhere on that street.\u00a0 Usually next door at the shared house, where they would let off fireworks without warning at any time in the early hours.\u00a0 LOL<\/p>\n<p>Below our flat lived a rather swarthy car salesman and his good looking leggy blonde girlfriend, whom I wouldn&#8217;t have said no to if she had asked me.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude09\u00a0 She was a stunner and he wasn&#8217;t half bad either!\u00a0 We only exchanged solicitations with them on the rare occasion we passed each other in the street.\u00a0 I hear you asking, &#8220;how did you know he was a car salesman?.&#8221;\u00a0 Well, it wasn&#8217;t that difficult, his four-by-four had the garage&#8217;s name all over it.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude00<\/p>\n<p>On the whole they were a quiet couple, worked all day, went out most evenings not much trouble really.\u00a0 Except, when they got back, presumably from the pub the fun would start.\u00a0 The music would go on, I assume to cover up the noise rather than for atmosphere.\u00a0 Alex and I would be lying in bed, post shag having a cigarette.\u00a0 Yes we both smoked back then and the post coital fag was simply the icing on the cake.\u00a0 Cough!<\/p>\n<p>The tell tale squeaking of the bed downstairs would soon follow, there room was directly under out bedroom.\u00a0 You could hear Mike picking up pace as the squeaks got closer together and at this point the gf would start to whimper and moan.\u00a0 When excited she had a very high pitched voice in complete contrast to her normal speaking tone.<\/p>\n<p>He would fuck faster and faster and\u00a0she\u00a0increased her volume with the tempo.\u00a0 Her moans would become louder as she forgot herself in the pleasure of his erection.\u00a0 He on the other hand just continued with a monotone grunt in time with his thrusts.\u00a0 Eventually she just let rip and would shout out &#8220;Mike fuck me harder, yes, yes!&#8221;.\u00a0 I would turn to Alex and smile.<\/p>\n<p>I never found out her name but that is how we knew what he was called.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude00<\/p>\n<p>At first I used to get quite annoyed about their sexual antics.\u00a0 I think it was the good girl in (don&#8217;t laugh!) me wanting to deny the fact that I was getting turned on by the thought of them fucking just under our room.\u00a0 Trying to put my feelings to one side and be detached.\u00a0 But they did excite me and after a few weeks of playing voyeur to their sex play, I let myself go and enjoy the spectacle.<\/p>\n<p>I jumped on top of Alex and fucked him reverse cowgirl in time with Mike&#8217;s thrusts.\u00a0 Alex came with a quiver just after Mike&#8217;s last grunt and his I&#8217;ve just shot my load Aghhh!.\u00a0 I remember that evening so vividly it was the start of our being open and honest in all things sex, never would we keep secret our desires again.<\/p>\n<p>Mike and blonde fucked each night for several weeks with us joining in above.\u00a0 Until one night when they came home and the door slammed shut behind them.\u00a0 We looked knowingly at each other.\u00a0 They were obviously rowing.\u00a0 They started to exchange insults and we could hear doors being slammed and stomping around.\u00a0 It then went deathly quiet for about 10 minutes.\u00a0 We both wondered if one of them had killed the other.\u00a0 Seriously! They really went hell for leather with the arguing and then silence.<\/p>\n<p>Then the outside door slammed as someone left.\u00a0 Alex and I were quite relieved that the argument appeared to be over.\u00a0 Next we heard Mike shout &#8220;You bitch!.\u00a0 There was no need to cut up my clothes.&#8221;\u00a0 I know we shouldn&#8217;t have but we both broke in to laughter.\u00a0 With our hands over our mouths of course.<\/p>\n<p>It was apparent that she had cut up his clothes and then walked out on him.\u00a0 We had tried to work out what had gone on from the exchanges but it was difficult as they were moving from room to room below us.\u00a0 It could have been that he cheated on her but we never found out.<\/p>\n<p>Mike then turned on the music and I swear this is true\u2026<br \/>\nHe started playing This Charming Man by The Smiths.\u00a0 If you haven&#8217;t heard this song here is the extract which made Alex and myself nearly piss ourselves laughing:<\/p>\n<p><em>I would go out tonight<br \/>\nBut I haven&#8217;t got a stitch to wear<br \/>\nThis man said &#8220;it&#8217;s gruesome<br \/>\nThat someone so handsome should care&#8221;<br \/>\nOh, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man &#8230;<br \/>\nOh, da-da, da-da, da-da, this charming man &#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I certainly think Mike had a sense of humour.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This post relates to Alex&#8217;s entry (that sounds rude.\u00a0 Good!) 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