We arrived at the hotel. Again I had requested two beds in separate rooms, but contiguous, as were the conditions agreed with Maria.
We went to dinner. It was in France, as before.
After dinner in the car, back to the hotel, I said, a comment no more important that my friend considered a pervert our game of feint and not consummate. And he began to mourn. I felt helpless, helpless, unable to react, take it in my arms, stroked her hair, comforted as I could ... and I said that sometimes the same as she thought
- Take, and I! I said. But it is a pact agreed, I do not mind the desire, but I like it. I like to feel the desire in my body, you do not turn it off. The desire may be, in some cases, an end in itself, has a sexual tension that otherwise disappears.
I do not think they understood very well. Nor, probably, me neither.
We arrived at the hotel. I had booked two adjoining rooms and two beds. I gave her pajamas, I said we would sleep in the same bed. He seemed fine. I felt like I was saying to heart.
We went to bed. As she put on her pajamas, I fell asleep.
I said something in a dream ...
After two hours I awoke, my body pressed against hers, my hand on her waist, my desire in my body and stuck on his back ...
I was uncomfortable? no, I felt that my body was showing his affection and desire. What would she be? we had already spoken, in fact she was the inspiration for the latest posts ... had explained that an erection was a tribute of my body towards her. Something that could not control, and did not expect her to do anything about it.
It was clear to both, and that is why I dared (and she left me) approach to cuddle. Despite my erection, that rather than stand, we went with them.
And so we spent the night. I woke up a few times, she woke up others. Ever put in a dream so I was very difficult, almost impossible to avoid touching your breasts. But it was not, at least not well.
In the morning, and more awake, I stroked her hair, body, made him a back massage that ended with an affectionate hug and shirtless pajamas.
Even in dreams, I stroked her body, breasts, neck, head, back. As I felt my erection by force against my body against hers. It was a strange situation. Both aware of my excitement, both she and I comfortable with it, I knew that once I got out of bed I was going to happen, it ... do not know what she thought, do not talk about it.
You might think it was a strange situation. One woman, half naked, letting caressed by a friend, knowing both that the situation is not beyond reach. That what is usually the preliminaries to stay in this ... Location of adolescents. Only teens can lose papers, and here we knew both that she and I were going to lose.
And there I was, sitting in bed with his back against the headboard of the bed, legs spread, and the body of Mary, also seated, leaning against my pubis, stroking her back and a single comment ... by her, "is that hard that I feel?". 
And both were well, we both knew that we would not go further.
Why, you ask? two friends sleep in the same bed. And if sleep because the circumstances are (not because they look especially as we had wanted us), keep away. Do not caress the neck, hair, breasts ... because if they do pass the invisible barrier of privacy.
Barrera I needed to pass, and Maria had understood this.
And so I'm comfortable with it.
And why repeat.
And so I continue to feel my body leaning against his erection, and being at home, seduced by the desire of her body.
And so, because she knows I need, and perhaps because she also likes to feel my desire to go traveling again, return (we) to warm, return (we) feel the urgency of desire, without the need for completion.
Desire is the end in itself.
Or at least so I thought ...
