It’s been several weeks since my fellow High School Cheerleaders and I teased my dad for being a sex crazed old man.
One of my teammates, Keri, and her family belong to the same Health Club as my family. On this past Sunday morning, we happen to arrive at the same time her and her mom. I saw her mom, Judy, talking to my mom in the locker room as we were preparing to participate in the 9am aerobics class.
My dad does not do aerobics, but this time my mom insisted he participate. Just before the class began, and the room was full of ladies, Judy approached my dad and reached down and grabbed his manhood. She immediately commented, loudly, something to the affect “Damn, Keri was right. You really do have a small cock and balls!” The stares, chuckles and gasps from the ladies in the room spoke volumes.
After the class was over, several ladies made damning remarks to my dad. Then Danielle, the class instructor, approached my mom with a special request. She asked if my dad would be interested in being the “punching bag” for the woman’s self defense course she teaches at a private fitness studio nearby. My mom quickly agreed after she was convinced he would be allowed to wear nothing but a jockstrap with a cup, along with something to protect his eyes from being scratched out.