Peter got into his car with his gym clothes and towel. Anything to be out of Joanne’s way. He recognised he had fallen out of love with her a few years ago, but could not remember when he had stopped liking her. Throughout their marriage, there had been something missing, though Peter was not entirely sure what. Having Mike around had made things a little easier. Peter had only invited him to dilute the Joanne experience, and so far this had worked. Joanne seemed quite happy spending time with Mike and leaving Peter to his own devices.
At the gym, the receptionist told Peter that it was unusually quiet for a Saturday afternoon. He thanked her and wandered into the changing room. He heard one shower running but otherwise the room was empty. As per his routine, he took off his clothes and went towards the showers for a pre-workout wash. Ahead of him, he saw a tall man in his forties he hadn’t seen before at the gym. Peter glanced down, trying to be imperceptible, to check out this stranger’s cock. It was something he always did, though was not sure why. He was fascinated by the variety he saw at the gym - all lengths, shapes and tints. Perhaps he was mentally measuring up to others. Except this time when he looked up, having seen a heavy, pendulous penis and large balls, he accidentally made eye contact with this stranger. He would have to say something now, but what?
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