Jenny was watching the video of her and "Thin Lizzie" on her phone and about to go on break so she could put her fingers in her pussy without anyone noticing when "Long John" walked into the coffee shop.
"Hi, what can I get for you?" Jenny greeted him. She couldn't keep her eyes off the bulge in his shorts. "He has a boner the size of a baseball bat," she thought. "My telescope doesn't do it justice."
"I bet you don't have trouble finding a date," Jenny said while taking his order and keeping her eyes on his cock.
John blushed when he saw where Jenny's eyes were fixated. "Sorry, it's the bike shorts."
"Trust me," she said, "it's not the bike shorts."
Jenny wanted to reach down the front of John's bike shorts and adjust his cock so it didn't look so uncomfortable but John beat her to it. He didn't actually put his hand down his pants but casually adjusted his cock and balls like guys do a million times a day.
"I heard you the other day," he said, "telling that model lady what kind of panties she was wearing. Were you right?"
"Yes, just like I know you're going commando right now."
"That's nothing special," John said. "The bike shorts are padded and lined. Lots of bikers don't wear underwear when they bike."
Jenny smiled and handed him his coffee. "Well come in one day when you're not biking and I'll take a guess what you use to keep your penis contained."
Jenny watched John the next morning as he stuffed his dick into black designer briefs. She wasn't sure of the material but the briefs had a large pouch that was barely large enough for his cock and balls at the same time.
"Black designer panties with a large pouch for your large dick," Jenny said when John came in the shop that morning. Jenny saw the lost look on his face and said, "It's a gift. I can usually get the color and style right but don't always see the kind of material."
"Black microfiber briefs, not panties, by Ralph Lauren."
Jenny laughed, "Briefs, panties, six of one, half a dozen of the other, what's the difference? Besides, I think guys look better in girl panties."
"I've tried," John said, "but my cock won't fit."
As soon as John left with his coffee Jenny grabbed a handful of napkins, ran into the back room and stuffed them in her panties. As soon as John said his cock wouldn't fit in girl panties she felt pee start to run down her leg. Luckily she got the napkins stuffed in her panties before there was more than a dribble.
The next morning Jenny set up her camera on the telescope so she could get a video of John's morning routine.
Every morning before getting out of bed he would pump his cock until it was good and hard. Then he'd get a condom from his bedside table and put it on the head of his dick and slowly roll it down. Only he didn't roll the condom down the entire length of his cock, only over the mushroom head.
It didn't take much more stroking of his cock before Jenny saw his creamy white cum fill up the tip of the condom and wished it was her lips wrapped around the head of his cock. It was such a waste of good cum.