I took off my clothes at the front door and folded them on the bench in the foyer. I put on my running shoes, feeling a little silly standing there with nothing else on. I would have felt more comfortable had I been totally naked.
As the days past, I could not stop thinking about Him and the amazing two times we had been together. When in bed with my wife, I found myself thinking about being with Him. I would be kneeling behind her doggy style, fucking her relentlessly, imagining that she was me and I was Him. He would fuck me harder and harder and then fill me up with his hot man-juice.
We stood there for a few minutes kissing. His lips were soft but his aggression was obvious as his tongue explore my mouth while his hand kneaded my cock and balls.