I sighed and put one hand on his shoulder, then carefully took his hard cock in my other, being careful to avoid the stitches on his groin. He was roc... hard, almost unnaturally so, and I laughed as I squeezed his rigid shaft between my thumb and fingers. “Jesus! What did they do, put a steel bar in this thing? That’s insane, man!”“Well, I haven’t had any kind of sex in days, so that’s probably part of it.” Almost of their own volition, my fingers slowly stroked his slender shaft; it felt. "Hey Jake, I am glad you could join us for the night. Please come in. Kate will be out in a few minutes. She is just getting home from work and washing up." As he walked into the house we tried to keep everything normal even though we were both feeling a little awkward about the situation. I knew I needed a little drink to calm my nerves and figured he would like the same. As I returned to the kitchen I asked, "Do you want anything to drink? I have some beer or wine." Sure, beer is fine. .. ya, ya,” she continued her approval.Whatever demons Kirsten had harboured, they had been pushed aside. She was giving herself freely to a very surprised but delighted Jesse.Sometime later, they lay side by side, damp with perspiration and temporarily spent.“You okay?” he asked quietly.She smiled sleepily at him. “Ya.” Shortly afterward she drifted off to sleep. Jesse wasn’t long after her. His careful planning may not have gone the way he hoped, but he had to admit, the result was wonderful.. I wrote poetry and a song to my friend trying to express my feelings. Both were clumsy, rather futile attempts to express what was going on in my heart. It seemed that I was living with the wrong person and locked in to a relationship about which I could do nothing. A side effect was that my wife and I began to have some of those private problems that seem too insignificant now to mention, but were used at the time to justify actions that would become very significant and which would escalate.