Annabel & me....

[sumrexus 87]

My first true girlfriend was called Annabel, she was 28 at the time & I was 20, you could say that she was a bit of what nowadays people would call a "Cougar".

I had a few girlfriends at school & I once 'fingered' one girl while she fondled my penis, that was about it regarding me & girls, apart from the peeing with my sister as pre adolescents..

Anyway, Annabel was a single mum with a five year old son & she had divorced a man who used to drink & also knock her around, the bastard.

Her ex husband used to have access to seeing the little boy on every other Saturday and the boy would go away for the weekend & stay with dad.

On these weekends Annabel & I used to go out for a drink or maybe a meal or the cinema. I used to go over to see her on Tuesday evenings for a few hours & then return home, go to bed & then work the next morning. After a few dates & Tuesday evenings Annabel started leaving this book hanging around, it had the title of something like "Looking after the Sex" & was not a pornographic book but a guide to relationships & sex. My dad & I were close & we worked together & he knew I was seeing Annabel, I told him about the book & he said "I think the young lady is trying to tell you something" & he suggested that I should be a bit less shy & more 'forward' with her, so gradually this happened.

What really broke the ice was a night out drinking in Nottingham with Annabel one Saturday night. She was petite, around 8 stones in weight & rather pretty. She liked her glasses of wine & I was a steady beer drinker.

We had been to 'The Olde Trip to Jerusalem Inn" which is Nottingham's oldest & most famous Inn, it dates back to the 1100's. Annabel was wearing tight straight legged ladies jeans & a lace top & I was wearing Chino's, those quite smart mens trousers that were fashionable in the 1980's. I had this idea & decided to take her across town to the Royal Hotel, there was a posh bar on the top floor called the Penthouse bar, we walked there in maybe fifteen minutes. When we got there, there were two brawny bouncers on the bottom floor entrance door. They would not allow Annabel in because she was wearing jeans! They gestured to me to go in but I said "no, not without my girlfriend". I said to them "come on, they are brand new unfaded & unmarked smart ladies jeans" but they would not let us in. The nearest decent Inn is maybe five minutes walk away. We headed off & it was then that Annabel informed me that she was really needing a wee. She had been hoping that we would walk straight into the Royal. I said to her "I wish you had told me, I would have had ammunition to argue with", I would have said to the bouncers that surely you can let a desperate lady in to urinate in the ladies room"! We cut down an alleyway & I could see that Annabel was now really struggling. She asked me if I would cover her. I didn't understand her, this was a first for me. She said just stand in front of me so I can squat & wee behind you. We waited for a quiet moment when nobody else was coming down & she said "now, turn around & face away from me". Within seconds I could hear her urine splattering on the pavement. I was soon aware of her bobbing up & down quickly behind me. OK, I'm done, lets get moving. The alley is on a slope & goes downhill, I looked around as we moved off & her wee was running nicely down the hill with a splashy area at the top, where her stream had hit the floor. I reckon she had pissed as much urine as I would have done. maybe more. She asked how far the Inn was, I said a couple of minutes & just around the corner, she said "oh thats OK but I might have to 'follow through in a few minutes".

"Follow through"? "Yeah, she said, when I have been desperate & had a wee the next one comes soon after & is another big one"! We got to the Inn OK & I was soon in the toilet there, Annabel was in the ladies minutes after!

On my twenty first birthday, I went over to stay with Annabel, I was invited to stay the night & made love with Annabel, I lost my virginity & it was the first time I saw a woman have a real orgasm.

After a few months it went sour & believe it or not Annabel got back together with her former husband, I have never been so hurt before or since but I will never forget her, a little special :)

[daemoniak 614]

I have never understood how girls/women could bear being with a violent man. We are friends with a family whose husband is alcoholic, and he can get really violent when drunk (though it does not happen often, fortunately). I've been there a couple times as a kid when it happened, and us children were hushed outside while his wife would attempt to restrain him; after the first time I understood while she sometimes had bluish marks on her face/arms. And yet, after years and years, they still live together. I just don't understand.

[sumrexus 87]

Yeah, I have a younger sister who knew about my relationship with Annabel. She warned me at the time that women with violent husbands & lovers do tend to go back to them. She was very supportive when the relationship I had finished. My sister had said early on in the relationship that we would have to all go out on a double date, Annabel & me, my sister & her boyfriend Tony. I think she was keen to meet Annabel to see what she was like & whether or not she would be the kind of woman who would stay with me.

I cannot understand why a woman stays with a violent man either? Annabel seemed quite intelligent & very loving & I think she & I could have become very close lovers & maybe have eventually married. I would have soon fallen in love with her fully, given the time.

On the last Tuesday night that I saw her, she was wearing a Turtle necked jumper, it was a Summer evening & not cold? As the evening proceeded, her Turtle neck slipped down & exposed her neck & several 'love bites', I was really hurt when I saw these & she was conscious that I had seen them!

After that, when I phoned her she made excuses not to see me, so one Tuesday evening I drove over to see her, I tried her door but no answer... As I left her door the next door neighbour popped his head out his front door & invited me in! I went in & he explained what had been going on. The ex husband had been popping back regularly

to see her. The neighbour had lived next to them for years & was well aware of the rows & violence between them, apparently she had got the Courts to prohibit him from going anywhere near her. He had once gone illegally to the house & cut her telephone line outside at night!

He got in trouble with the police & eventually were divorced

He doesn't sound to me to be a very nice man but divorce or no divorce she got back together with him, she must have been very insecure.

I left the neighbours house with tears flooding out of my eyes, it took me weeks to get over her! I rang my mother when I got home & I was very distressed, I had my own home & mother lived twelve miles away. About an hour later the police arrived at my little house, a police man & a police woman. My mother had called the police, worried that I might harm myself & they had been sent to check up on me...

Thanks for your reply, daemoniak :wink:

[futte 406]

I have never understand people how stays in an violent relationship women or men.

But i once been friend with a couple where the wife did slap and taunt her man until he did smack her.

not that i condon this sort of behavior

[Oldboxy 5]

On 2/5/2014 at 11:41 AM, sumrexus said:

My first true girlfriend was called Annabel, she was 28 at the time & I was 20, you could say that she was a bit of what nowadays people would call a "Cougar".

I had a few girlfriends at school & I once 'fingered' one girl while she fondled my penis, that was about it regarding me & girls, apart from the peeing with my sister as pre adolescents..

Anyway, Annabel was a single mum with a five year old son & she had divorced a man who used to drink & also knock her around, the bastard.

Her ex husband used to have access to seeing the little boy on every other Saturday and the boy would go away for the weekend & stay with dad.

On these weekends Annabel & I used to go out for a drink or maybe a meal or the cinema. I used to go over to see her on Tuesday evenings for a few hours & then return home, go to bed & then work the next morning. After a few dates & Tuesday evenings Annabel started leaving this book hanging around, it had the title of something like "Looking after the Sex" & was not a pornographic book but a guide to relationships & sex. My dad & I were close & we worked together & he knew I was seeing Annabel, I told him about the book & he said "I think the young lady is trying to tell you something" & he suggested that I should be a bit less shy & more 'forward' with her, so gradually this happened.

What really broke the ice was a night out drinking in Nottingham with Annabel one Saturday night. She was petite, around 8 stones in weight & rather pretty. She liked her glasses of wine & I was a steady beer drinker.

We had been to 'The Olde Trip to Jerusalem Inn" which is Nottingham's oldest & most famous Inn, it dates back to the 1100's. Annabel was wearing tight straight legged ladies jeans & a lace top & I was wearing Chino's, those quite smart mens trousers that were fashionable in the 1980's. I had this idea & decided to take her across town to the Royal Hotel, there was a posh bar on the top floor called the Penthouse bar, we walked there in maybe fifteen minutes. When we got there, there were two brawny bouncers on the bottom floor entrance door. They would not allow Annabel in because she was wearing jeans! They gestured to me to go in but I said "no, not without my girlfriend". I said to them "come on, they are brand new unfaded & unmarked smart ladies jeans" but they would not let us in. The nearest decent Inn is maybe five minutes walk away. We headed off & it was then that Annabel informed me that she was really needing a wee. She had been hoping that we would walk straight into the Royal. I said to her "I wish you had told me, I would have had ammunition to argue with", I would have said to the bouncers that surely you can let a desperate lady in to urinate in the ladies room"! We cut down an alleyway & I could see that Annabel was now really struggling. She asked me if I would cover her. I didn't understand her, this was a first for me. She said just stand in front of me so I can squat & wee behind you. We waited for a quiet moment when nobody else was coming down & she said "now, turn around & face away from me". Within seconds I could hear her urine splattering on the pavement. I was soon aware of her bobbing up & down quickly behind me. OK, I'm done, lets get moving. The alley is on a slope & goes downhill, I looked around as we moved off & her wee was running nicely down the hill with a splashy area at the top, where her stream had hit the floor. I reckon she had pissed as much urine as I would have done. maybe more. She asked how far the Inn was, I said a couple of minutes & just around the corner, she said "oh thats OK but I might have to 'follow through in a few minutes".

"Follow through"? "Yeah, she said, when I have been desperate & had a wee the next one comes soon after & is another big one"! We got to the Inn OK & I was soon in the toilet there, Annabel was in the ladies minutes after!

On my twenty first birthday, I went over to stay with Annabel, I was invited to stay the night & made love with Annabel, I lost my virginity & it was the first time I saw a woman have a real orgasm.

After a few months it went sour & believe it or not Annabel got back together with her former husband, I have never been so hurt before or since but I will never forget her, a little special 🙂

 

[Oldboxy 5]

We always remember the first time, you'll with fondness I sincerely hope.