and he was worried about erectile disfuction..?

There wasn't much to be considered.

He had overheard the whole conversation...a few weeks back.

Things at home challenging.

Back from the holidays.

Yes.

It had been restful.

The embers of love, of lust, of passion, sadly were not rekindled.

A night or two, if he could remember correctly, where his manly needs were attended to. She seemed to be out of it. a duty performed. Didn't make him feel any better.

He couldn't wait to get back from the holidays.

He had so wanted to experience high levels of passion again. Just to be reminded he was capable of such feelings.

And thus seeking the hands of the woman he had heard mentioned. Seeking the thrill of what he had overheard.

He gathered, there was no concern of a sexual nature. He was prepared to take the risk and should things get out of hand, he would just leave.

And thus the travel into a world unknown...a world selfish in the need of personal satisfaction...where he was instructed to relax, relax in his nakedness.

A novel idea considering it felt wrong to be doing what he was doing.

But, once she convinced him to close his eyes...he lay peaceful on the plinth....breathing though...erratic.

It began.

That initial firm touch of hands that instinctively knew...the coaxing, the lure of a touch so perfect...tentative in its desire to bring out his innermost yearning...surfacing as her hands travelled within distance of his hardness...yet, at the same time the need to relax in a massage near perfect in its therapeutic healing of muscles he didn't know were tired.

And between wanting to let go to a massage healing and that of a massage sensual...he found himself again.

Awakened was his passion...awoken was his manhood

...hard

...solid

...certain.

How good it felt to know he could.

...and he was worried about erectile disfunction.....?

RB.