I was running errands last Saturday when I received a text from Tom. My phones display just says "Tom."
"Who the hell is Tom," I ask silently.
Then I read the text. It said, "Hey Keith, I have the report finished that you asked for. When would be a good time to talk about it?"
I go to my contacts and look up "Tom." Ah-ha. That Tom.
I replied to the text, "Are you in town now? We can meet up at your convenience. Just let me know what works for you."
He responds, "I am only in town tonight and half of tomorrow. I head back east at 3 PM. Quite frankly, tomorrow is a mess. Can we meet up tonight?"
"I think that can work. Let me check with the wife and I will get back to you ASAP."
I call the wife from the car and break the news.
"Hey babe," I said. "We aren't doing anything tonight are we? I just got a text from a potential client who is in town for tonight only and he wants to meet up."
"How soon you forget," my wife says.
"Shit," I thought.
"I am going over to my sister's to plan our trip," she said. "You are on your own."
"OK," I told her. "I have to call this guy back. I'll be home in a little bit." I hung up with my wife and responded to his text.
"Tonight is good. What time are you thinking? Next time, you should bring your wife and we can all get together." Pretty smooth, I am thinking. No way can this text be looked at as suspicious.
"Let's meet at John's Fish Shack at 5PM for an early dinner. Is that OK? Do you like fish/John's Fish Shack?"
"Yes, that works. I'll see you at 5 PM."
I only have a few hours until we meet and I have to get ready. I hurry home, chat with the wife, unload the crap I bought today and take a shower. I make damn sure that the manscaping is perfect. It is. I am totally hairless down there. It is a forty minute drive to dinner. I can't decide what to wear. Casual? Business attire? I decide on business attire. I wear black slacks, white button up dress shirt and aqua jacket. I also am wearing black silk boxer briefs.
I drive to the restaurant and find Tom is already there. I hit the bathroom real quick and I pull my cock out of the front of my boxers and admire the look. It definitely makes you look bigger and meatier. I know that as I am walking to the table, Tom will be able to watch me walk towards him.
I was right, as I get closer to the table, I wave and nonchalantly open up my jacket, to reveal my new bulge. He notices. I arrive at the table and we shake hands. I try to keep it professional, especially since anyone could be watching our exchange. I place my briefcase on the booth next to me. I take out some paperwork and I casually talk to him while holding the paperwork. I tell him to just act like we are discussing business the first few minutes.