CALLUM'S POV
I killed the engine, and sat in my car for what felt like hours in front of Gerald's home. My heart was beating so hard, I was scared I'll get a heart attack.
This was a bad idea. Imagine going to ask for advice about your wife from your best friend whom the both of you have insane s****l tension that you've been circling around for years.
Yeah!! A really bad idea.
Bracing myself, I got out of the car, heading to his front door. The worst part was I wore his favourite pants he loved seeing me in - loose flannel.
The soft seam pressed between by ass crack, rubbing my hole with every step I took. The rubs had my d**k semi hard and leaking against my thigh.
The front opened before I even got to knock.
"Callum, bello miro!" Gerald's voice rolled out in that thick, ho
