I was driving down the motorway after work and was heading back home to my wife and two kids, when those two lunchtime beers I had kicked in and nature began to call loud and clear. Let me tell you a little about me. I'm 32 years old, about 5"10 and of average build. I lost my virginity to my wife, Charlotte, when I was aged 19. She is all a man could ever want. Blonde hair, startling blue eyes, large breasts and legs that go on from now til Christmas. I married her aged 22 and am approaching our 10th anniversary and we have two kids aged 6 and 4 and our sex life is still damn fine. As happy as I am, I do regret settling down to early. My only sexual partner was my wife and i've never strayed so I do regret never playing the field, but when you got a wife as hot as mine, who needs anyone else, right? Still, I wish I'd have played the field more.
I decide that I can't wait to get home so i can go to the bathroom. Luckily, there is a public toilets nearby, so i pull up outside. I see there is another car outside too. I go inside and there are two cubicles, a wash basin and a hand-dryer.
One cubicle, as I suspected, was occupied. I went into the other one. It was a pretty dingy cubicle. I answer the call of nature and turn to go. All of a sudden I hear a 'ahem' from the next cubicle. I turn round, and spot a whole in the wall. As I prepare to turn around and leave, it happened. A soft 6 inch cock comes through the hole of the wall.
A deep voice says, 'little help?'
I was stunned. Totally speechless. Eventually I regain some composure and said, 'Sorry mate, I'm not gay'.
As I turn to leave, the voice replies, 'Neither am I.'