I could not wait to run my hands and mouth all over him. I lay back on the bed whilst he finished undressing. He pulled down his trousers and took off...his shoes and socks. He stood in front of me in tight, black boxers, which hid a very big looking bulge. I licked my lips and smiled at him. Oliver joined me on the bed kneeling next to me. I should have stopped it when I saw his wedding ring, but I was so horny and I fancied him so much that I made no attempt at stopping what we did. We kissed. It was soft when I felt him but I was shocked because it was now quite large indeed, and I was able to even grab it with a full fist through his trousers. Freddie jumped off the bed and looked awkwardly around. At this point I had got up feeling embarrassed, but a few minutes later Freddie had layed himself down on the bed. He turned to me and sharply pulled my head to his and brushing his lips against mine, but laughed as he did so which made me nervously back away, not wanting anyone else to. W-By erotic do you mean porno?H-Mine aren't just sex, I write stories about people and their sex lives.W- You write stories about our sex life? What's the matter with you, are you some kind of nut telling people about our sex life?H- Not our sex life but the sex life of other people.W-What do you know about other peoples sex lives?H-Nothing I just use the names of people we know, so I can remember the couples. Sometimes physical attributes. Most everything else I make up.W-Why would you want to. My hips arched slightly to her, and she pressed back. My cock hardened quickly. Surprised, I stepped back, our eyes locking. Nothing was said, a quick inhale of breath said volumes. I glanced around, nobody else observed our looks, our response to the hug.I became obsessed. I wanted to feel sexual again. I wanted to feel lust again. Was it in my mind? Had she felt the same way? When ever I would see her, I longed to take her aside, hug her again, press my body to hers. Our touches became.