The_J0k3R
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“Yeah, hey, uhm, sorry,” I said, my face blushing red as she looked at me with concern. My morning wood was painful in that moment, and as I pulled myself up into a sitting position, I realized that my throbbing member had made its way out of the slit in the front of my boxers, and was standing hard and tall in my lap like a god damn flag pole.
“I didn’t mean to, uh, you know,” I said, rolling away from her now and standing up, my back to her. Utterly embarrassed. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I, uh, think I need some coffee or something…” One thing I had definitely remembered to pack was my coffee maker, but it was out in my luggage in the garage. “I’ll go get the coffee pot,” I said, and started to walk away, thankful I could keep my back to her as I did, and wondering how much she had seen of me.
“I didn’t mean to, uh, you know,” I said, rolling away from her now and standing up, my back to her. Utterly embarrassed. “I’m sorry,” I said. “I, uh, think I need some coffee or something…” One thing I had definitely remembered to pack was my coffee maker, but it was out in my luggage in the garage. “I’ll go get the coffee pot,” I said, and started to walk away, thankful I could keep my back to her as I did, and wondering how much she had seen of me.