Sitting in the kitchen of my old friend David's house and sex was the last thing on my mind. A couple of hours before I had been between my wife's soft thighs, I had shot my load as she moaned and bit my ear. I had watched her beautiful round arse disappear into the bathroom, showered and left to check out a couple of jobs I had on my books. I bumped into David for the first time in 5 years. He looked tanned and relaxed, I presumed he had been away with a lover but evidently not.
David admitted he had split with Paul, the last of his partners some two years ago. He laughed about not having had any fun since. I commiserated that I felt the same way after a couple of weeks, if not just a couple of days. David was sure Alice couldn't stay away from me for very long and smiled at me adding, "who could?"
We chatted for half an hour about mutual friends, holidays, politics, the usual stuff until David brought up the topic of sex again. I teased him saying that he ought to go out and find a toy boy, he replied that that was the problem, he didn't want to take risks and what he needed was someone he could trust.