After collecting myself, I sat in the stall covered in cum and had to figure out how to make myself presentable. I looked at the cum drying on my suit coat and then noticed a few globs on my pants. I thought about paper towels, but there were none, only jet dryers, so toilet paper was it. I flushed the toilet and dipped some tissue into the bowl water and dabbed as much as I could off the jacket, shirt and pants. Then I proceeded to my cock and underwear, pulling myself together as much as I could.
I flushed the tissue paper I had used and unrolled a couple handfuls for use at the sink. Looking in the mirror there were globs of cum in my hair I had completely missed. They were starting to dry, but I dabbed them with wet tissue and worked it out of my hair. I cleaned my face swirling my tongue in my mouth trying to kick the taste of his cum. It was odd and a bit bitter, but I had no gum or mints. I hit my suit and pants with another round of damp tissue, but there was no way to get it all, and I was leaving little bits of tissue smeared into the suit.
I had to get the suit cleaned and in the giant town of Julesburg Colorado, I did not imagine many options were available. I usually had an emergency travel bag in my car but did not have one today. Only a bag of running clothes. It was my best option, so I went to the car and grabbed them, thankful my buddy Marvin, was not here. I could change and slip out, hopefully without him knowing I was even here. Especially since I only had lycra running shorts that went to just above the knee and left nothing to the imagination.
I went to the handicap stall and changed quickly. As I got dressed, I remembered from past trips the Budget Host had dry-cleaning service. Sadly, the only game in town was apparently Big Daddy's favorite Hotel. I did not want to chance going home with my suit looking like that, so I would book a room and give me a chance to regroup. This way I could hang out and make sure I accomplished the task of busting Marvin's ass. It was only 9:30 AM but I was betting the hotel would have a room available
As, I pulled out of the rest stop, I saw Marvin's truck pulling off behind me onto the exit road to enter the rest stop. I could not tell but it looked like he didn't see me.
After a moment I dialed his cell phone.
"Hey Boss, how's it going?" he said cheerily.
"You tell me Marvin," I said abruptly.
"Ok as far as I know, what's wrong? He asked cautiously.
"Where are you Marvin?"
"At the welcome center, what is wrong Robert?" he asked nervously.
"I was there at 8:00 this morning and you weren't there. "I said sternly.
"First of all, I was here at 8:00 and I did not see you. And secondly, I told you last week I was meeting with the vending machine people this morning for a breakfast meeting. Where were you at 8:00 I was hear from 7:00 to 8:15 and did not see your car anywhere. Where are you now?" He asked puzzled.
"I, uh had some things to do. I'll be back there this afternoon. And where was security this morning?" I continued drilling.
"Chuck's right here, what's up," he asked sounding confused. "Are you OK boss? You sound pissed and I'm not sure what I've done to set you off this morning. Why did you not tell me you were coming, I would have given you the tour and updates on everything. We are still on target for the opening."
"Great, I should be by about 2:00 today and I may hang around a couple days." See you then.
I hung up thinking, "Fuck, get yourself under control Robert. You're fucking losing it my friend. You didn't get there until 8:30 or so."
I got to the hotel, and not surprisingly, they had a room. But the best on the dry cleaning was over night, so I sent off my shirt and suit and tie, for service. After talking further with the young lady at the front desk, the nearest place to get decent non-cowboy wear was Larry's Clothing in Sidney Nebraska, a one-hour drive. They also had a Walmart, so off I went.
As I drove I tried to focus on Marvin and my unsuccessful attempt of busting him, when a text ding came.
Unknown: Thanks again for this morning. 😊 So glad you filled in for Mr. Jones this morning.
Me: I'm blocking you now.
One last text got through before I blocked him.
Unknown: Text me your new phone number. Thanks again. Same time and place tomorrow?
I had to do something about Big Daddy, I could not let him get away with this.
I put my cell phone in the dashboard mount and made a few calls on blue tooth as I drove and formulated the plan. I would do the best I could to get something off the shelf at Larry's and head to Walmart for some smaller items. If I hurried I could be back to the visitor center at 2:00 to deal with Marvin.
Stopped at a traffic light, I was starting to call Marie to let her know I would not be home this evening, when a text from an unknown number dinged in. It was a picture of Big Daddy, sitting naked in a chair, leaned back with his hands behind his head and his curved six-inch fatty laying on his thick left thigh. His legs were spread revealing his dark balls, smattered with black kinky hairs. His belly bulged a bit in front but not on the sides.
It seemed strange he had hair all over his belly chest and thighs but not extra thick anywhere. His chest had a mixture of black and grey hairs, but his arm pits did not seem much hairier than his chest and belly. His bush was not remarkably dense either.
His nipples were very dark and the same size as his belly button. As I looked at him the curved cock pointing to my right almost made a smiley face with his nipples as eyes and bellybutton nose. If his cock pointed both ways it would have made the perfect smile.
The curve of his cock drew my gaze, as the feel of him in my mouth replayed in my head. My cock had stiffened against my lycra running shorts. Something about the curve of it and the elongated head that drew my eyes. As I became aware of my fixation, I was startled by a knock on my window.
I jumped and jerked my head to see a burley looking cop standing there. "Everything ok Sir? The lights been green and turned red again."
I rolled down the window, "Sorry officer, I, a was, a on a conference call and got distracted..."
"Really," he said pointing at my phone, with the pic of Big Daddy naked right there on my dashboard. "Have you been drinking or are you under the influence of any drugs this morning sir?"
"No, not at all officer. I assure you..."
"Can I see your license and registration Sir." He said impatiently.
"Absolutely officer," I said pulling it from the glove compartment.
I handed him the registration and my wallet with the driver's license showing through the plastic window. He took them and looked at them for a moment.
"Is that your wife Robert?" He asked glaring at me.
"Yes sir," I answered calmly.
"I'm gonna need you to step out of the vehicle sir. I need you to do a sobriety test." He said opening the door. "Please keep your hands in plain sight."
I got out hands up at shoulder height. Though it was softening quick, my semi boner was glaringly obvious through the lycra. It was quite humiliating to have to stand with my hands out, boner up and walk a straight line in the middle of the street in a small town in Nebraska. He leaned in close and tried to smell for alcohol. I had a sickening fear he may smell Big Daddy cum on my breath. I definitely needed tooth paste on the shopping list.
Fortunately, I passed the test with flying colors and was soon on my way again, after the officer gave a strong speech regarding distracted driving and pointing out, I was the first case of porn distracted driving he had seen in person. He took sympathy on me that it would be very awkward if it went to court and my wife had to hear what was on the phone during the incident. That all being said he left me off with a warning.
I called Marie as I drove on to let her know I would not be home tonight. Thankfully I got her voice mail.
