He sat across the table waiting. The sounds of the restaurant filled the large dining room.
The theme was Mexican and the small-town diner pulled out all the stops. Jacob picked a chip from the small red basket before him and his longtime friend. The girl, Kylie sat across from him was spastically roaming through her phone.
Jacob's heart jumped he knew exactly what she was looking for. Jerking his head he forced his dark bangs from his eyes. Kylie had already told him about the photo the night before when she took it.
She described the scene like she was some brown-eyed, brunette ninja sneaking into her bathroom and pulling the shower door open fast enough to grab the photo of her boyfriend, she was now looking for.
Jacob had been around her boyfriend a handful of times. He was definitely not to his taste. The flannel shirts, torn stone-washed jeans, and boots screamed small-town hic. He had seen enough of that in his years.
Jacob bit his lip. Despite her boyfriend of six months not being remotely his style he never turned down the opportunity to see another man's dick. It was taking forever, he thought as he watched her fingers. He figured she was probably texting someone.
Jacob had heard that his size was larger than her previous boyfriend and fiancΓ© but he was used to Kylie's overreactions. That's when her face lit up. Looking around Kylie flipped the phone around to Jacob. His heart jumped.
There on the screen was the body of a man just beyond two large glossy glass doors. His body wasn't as toned as Jacob would have imagined for a man who worked in construction.
A tall man stood under the shower in the photo, the water cascading over his body. His skin was a warm white with a slight tan, giving him a sun-kissed glow. He had a soft stomach, with a small gut that added to his relaxed, real charm. His thick forearms, sturdy and well-defined, rest against the shower wall, showcasing his strength. His chest and stomach were covered in a light coat of hair lost in a sea of foam, giving him a rugged, natural appearance. The droplets of water clinging to his hair and skin, added to his earthy, effortless appeal.
But that wasn't what Jacob's was focused on. Almost covered by a stream of foamy bubbles trickling down his waist was the large endowment Kylie had always described. The man's cock rested jsut below an untamed bush of wild soapy hair. It was as thick as the glass sitting on the table in front of him.