The Older Man - A Day Away

We roam London chatting and laughing. Pressed like sardines on the tube, you sitting and me standing, my leg slid between your open thighs. We eat food and bat stories and smile, safe in the knowledge that its easy and it works. We go to bed together and sleep then fuck and you fill me up like you always do and its bliss. You are not in anyway perfect, but you're a perfectly good friend. There is a fondness and I'm glad you're around.