Kevin’s POV
I was in the driveway finishing up a set of shoulder presses when I saw Charles walking over from next door. The sun was beating down and sweat was running down my back. I racked the barbell and grabbed my towel, wiping my face as he approached with that usual friendly smile he always had.
“Kevin! Looking strong there, son,” Charles called out, waving. “Your dad around?”
“Yeah, he’s in the garage messing with the lawnmower,” I replied, draping the towel over my shoulder. “I’ll grab him.”
I could feel my heart pick up a little. It wasn’t because of Charles. It was because every single time he came over lately, my mind immediately went to her… Jane. His wife. The woman I had been jerking off to for the past few months like some horny teenager.
I walked into the garage with C
