So my wife tells me I need to drive over to her girlfriend's house to pick up a bag of stuff that she is contributing to the clothing drive that my wife is collecting for. I've never met her girlfriend Jill or her husband Mike, but apparently he's going to be the only one home, so I need to get it from him. Great :/ I hate meeting new people like this, but here I am getting out of my car and walking up to the door.
WTF? What's taking him so long, I just rang the bell for the second time, grrrr...
Mike finally answers the door wearing just a towel, so this wont be "awkward" at all. "Hey, Jeff? I'm Mike! Cmon in, Im sorry it took so long but I was in the shower." He ushers me inside and I find myself staring down at the lump under his towel. He keeps making small talk and I cant stop stealing glances down at his bulging crotch area. I finally look up and realize he's watching me stare at his junk and he has a huge grin on his face! Im totally embarrassed now, caught looking at another guy's crotch. Im not interested in other guys sexually, never in a million years would I want to have his tool near me... except...