1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 14


    Date: 11/27/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

    every last brotha’ - is hung! Compared to some I’m actually a little on the small side, to be honest. I shit you not, my man; it turns out it was God’s way of saying he was sorry about the hair!” He rubbed his hand over his smoothly shaved pate as he said that. I cracked up! When we’d first met him, not too long after I’d hired Marci, he’d kept his hair cut short and tight, maybe a half inch or so of black curls with a few early grays. It had begun to thin in the back, showing more and more scalp, until he’d finally thrown in the towel and shaved it smooth. It looked good on him, and Alli was always rubbing his head – for luck, she said – or kissing it, if she walked behind him while he was seated. She would’ve needed a ladder to do that while he was standing! Still chuckling, I said, “So now that you’ve gone bald your dick can shrink, right? I mean, no longer any bad hair to compensate for…” “My man! How many times I got to tell you – this ain’t a bald head, it’s a solar panel for a love machine, of which my cock is a major component! Sort of a package deal, you might say.” “Yeah, well my wife sure seemed to like the package deal! I mean, jeez, Michael…” He sobered. “That was just one of those fluke things, Dave, totally meaningless. You know that, right? I mean, I love Alli, and I think she’s hot, and gorgeous, and smart, and funny, and sexy – but everyone that knows her thinks that! The sexual thing, the way we…uhh, responded to each other? That’s just nature, a ...
    situational thing that happens sometimes. Sort of like you and the two-second sex act.” I groaned. “God almighty! Does everyone know about that? And if they do, do they have to keep reminding me?” He laughed. “Marci told me; apparently I wasn’t fast enough to actually witness it.” “Very funny!” “Oh c’mon, chill, Dave! It’s one of those things that happens to every guy occasionally, when you overdo the foreplay and other stimuli – I mean, you know, as long as you don’t do that every time…” He looked at me. “What? No! No, of course I don’t!” I shook my head ruefully, and then laughed. “Sometimes I last almost twice that long – you know, like a full four seconds…five, even, on a good day. Hell, even bull riders only have to last eight seconds! Seriously though, no; it’s not a recurring theme in our love life.” “Good to know – Alli deserves better, that’s for sure, but I never hear her complain.” “Yeah, my love machine is nuclear powered – no wimpy solar panels, just strong, steady power – and, unlike you, always waiting around for sunrise, I’m ready twenty-four/seven!” “Even now?” He raised his eyebrows comically. “Well, no, not right now.” He laughed. “Me either, bud, but gimme ‘bout thirty minutes and I’ll be rarin’ to go!” We just looked at each other for several long seconds. “Are we good?” “Yeah, we’re good. It was stupid; I know you – and my wife – better than to react that way.” I had slipped into my pants as we talked, and was in the process of putting on my shirt when Alli and ...
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