“My friend,” Dave said with a loopy grin. “You’ll have to excuse me. Call you tomorrow night.” He tossed some bills on the table to cover the tab and gave me a friendly pat on the shoulder as he rushed off to give the erection I’d generated to a f*****g woman! Well, at least my contraption worked; I’d seen a hard lump of flesh straining against his slacks as he rushed to catch up with Karen.
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I ran around the next day pissed as hell. I’m sure Dave got a piece of ass because of my wired underwear last night, and all I got was another jerk-off job in my cold, lonely bed. Even my secretary commented on how grouchy I was…except she put it more tactfully. Touchy.
Dave confirmed my fears when he called that night. Wildest time since the honeymoon, he claimed. f****d for an hour. He put
