I find beauty in things others discard, so I bought the abandoned house.

It first happened when undressing. I dismissed the arousing breath against my crotch as the breeze through the open window. 

In bed, however, I wondered if the sheet or something else grazed my cock?

When billowing sheers settled, outlining a female form, I knew. 

I was not alone.

Night after night, I awakened to titillating kisses, prefacing warm touches, and squeezing sensations, always leading to euphoric eruptions. 

Until one night, I awoke with my knees sliding underneath me, propping my ass. 

A curious longing held me still.