It started kind of odd, a longtime friend called me and asked to come over. I said sure, what time?
An hour, or so.
Cool.
So, I shower up, change into my tightest thong.
My friend (Scott) shows up. he has some beer and bourbon with him.
kay, this is going to be a cool afternoon.
Scott, hands me a beer and a tumbler with a lot of bourbon. He has the same.
I asked him what is up? you never do such things.
He tells me he has something to ask me.
Okay, what?
He drinks more and more.
I tell him there are a few things going through my mind about his inquiry. 2 are not good. 1 is you here to kill me? 2 are you here harm me? I laughed, he kinda chuckled.
Finally, Scott says his wife doesn't have anything to do with sexually.
I say that sucks.
He goes on about it.
I'm not sure what to say.
He, finally got to his question. it was could I help him out?
Me, I need to hear it out loud, I mean tell me what you want!!!
Scott does,
He tells me he wants me to be his lover.