>>936147591
Lol. I was addicted to her nudes and loved everything he showed me. Couldn't get enough.
He had this real physical energy about him. Quiet, real well built, dominated the room. Big sexual energy. I was drawn to that. I wasn't fully gay, far from it, but stuff was on offer and nothing was happening anywhere else.
Maybe a typical week day would hear her up and about, then leave for work. And he and I would kick off from there. I'd usually go into their room. Lie myself down where she had been
Suck his dick while he talked about her. I found that encouraging. He might get me to put on some of her clothes. Didn't really do anything for me, but he got off on it so I sweet.
The strangest thing for me was when he fucked me. Not super cool with it. But wearing her nightie and he's doing me missionary. Total mindfuck. I'd have my face buried in his chest and listen to him using my and her name. And knowing that I was in her bed with her man. I could never make sense of it but it turned me on
We would just hang out all day and talk sex. He told me so many stories about her. Sometimes the same story over and over, but I was always cool to hear.
We talked about me fucking her and what that would be like. But knew it was a line we could never cross she wouldn't be down for that. But yeah didn't stop us discussing how it might go. Felt good enough knowing she's been coated in my cum
Sometimes he would have to go out to get some parts, or we would get a beer somewhere, even do some shopping. He totally changed in public. Still the same guy I remember looking at him with a mix of awe and admiration, thinking I'm tapping that. And no one in the world knew. Only about a week in I was obsessed with his dick, happy to share it with her and loved seeing the pics of her sucking it. At the same time I would drop to my knees whenever he said. Didn't matter to me if it was hard or soft, if it was 5pm and I was getting it ready for her. Or cleaning it after they just fucked
