During a business trip, I met a married man who indulges his fantasies from time to time with a guy. We hit it off at the hotel and more. I'm not used to maintaining this type of contact but I admit that I really like this boy. In my free time, I renovate a small building from the end of the 18th century. The living room is now welcoming with a kitchen area, wood stove... While I am making lime joints on visible stones, I receive a text from my Belgian friend. He asks if I frequent a hotel on his route. No, at the moment, there is no hotel in sight but I suggest we stop at this little house, by the fire due to the winter temperatures. The agreement is sealed, he notifies me when he arrives in the village and I will come to meet him. A shower to get rid of the traces of lime on my hands and even my face, a little cleaning to remove the dust and a good wood fire for a temperature conducive to undressing. Tea and a snack for hospitality. The phone vibrates, my lover for a day is in the village square about a hundred meters away. I join him and we return to the building being renovated. He is a boy of around forty, married and father of children, traveling through his job as a legal and tax consultant. Of average height, he is rather blond, sporty and very well built. His voice is soft, just like his skin, a pretty amber color as if he was having UV treatments. A newsboy cap regularly screwed onto his head gives him the air of a mischievous and slightly old-fashioned young man. A tea, some cakes to snack on, here we are installed on a blanket just in front of the wood stove which also serves as lighting for us in this late winter afternoon. A few meters from the hearth, the radiation from the flames really heats up. Tea and cakes aside, we begin to crave to consume our desires. Kisses, caresses and his shirt is carefully unbuttoned to release his beautiful torso adorned with moderate and rather light hair. We try to take off our clothes while being a little afraid of the cold. No, the flames shine warm rays which give our naked bodies a singular and particularly erotic glow. The blanket is comfortable and my lover smiles assuring that it is very good. I see from his erect penis that this atmosphere eagerly stimulates his libido. ...

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