He was divorced and I was single. He had gotten some action once in a while with a FWB woman, but that relationship was fading out. I told him that ... had been hetero but might be interested in men again. After a bit we signed off.The next time I logged on, he wasn't there but had left me a note saying the general area where he lived and asking where I was. It turns out that he lives less than two hours drive from me. I wasn't quite ready for this, so I didn't answer. I pondered this. But I decided to hedge my bets on the fact that I believed Samuel trusted me just enough to at least listen to my tale before making a decision.Frankly, I did this out of desperation. Last time around, I didn’t have any help. No one who shared my suspicions or my secrets. And Samuel was the first casualty of my inability to manage the situation. And I was determined to not let that happen this time. Even if I was unsuccessful in my venture to convince Samuel of Frost’s wrongdoings, it would. I smelled it first though and took in several breaths of her musky scent before proceeding further. In tandem, I began stroking my cock which was already hard.She looked at me and said, “Lick me without touching your cock”.That was an exceptionally difficult thing to do. But her word was my command. I kept licking her up and down, reaching inside her hole at times. But she beat down my hands every time I tried separating the cheeks.I went at it for several more minutes until she said enough.. That's how I'd take control. Because, for the first time, I decided that this feeling that I had, whatever it was, was truly bad.I smiled a nervous grin back at her, and I felt my body vibrate.I didn't know what that sensation was. I was visibly shaking, like a shaven polar bear. I was contending with creepy unstoppable chills that flowed into one another, the end of one fueling the next, like an orgasm from hell. I wasn't even this shaky when I first had sex with Beth. This was different..