Free Friends With Multiple Benefits by Luke Young, Ian Dalton Page B

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    Brian narrowed his eyes, confused. "What are you talking about?"
    "Nothing." Jillian glared at Victoria. "When I was over here earlier we just saw one of Victoria's clients when he was, um, leaving."
    "We saw a little more than that." Jim raised his eyebrows. "I believe we saw him not only leaving but coming as well."
    "Jim." Victoria shot him a scolding look.
    "Sorry."
    Brian chuckled. "Wait, what's this about?"
    "You know." He grimaced. "Victoria's new client is unusually —"
    " Exnay on the iant -gay enis -pay ubject -say." Jillian glared at him.
    "What?" Jim laughed. "She didn't tell you?"
    "Tell me what?"
    "Victoria's client is hung like a horse… or more like an elephant. We all sort of watched him get a handjob."
    "What?" He turned to Victoria. "You're giving handjobs to clients now!"
    "Noooo. I have a sex surrogate for that."
    "Oh, thank God." Brian breathed a sigh of relief then turned to find his wife now moving the food around her plate. "You watched a guy get jerked off!"
    "Um, I, uh…" Jillian refused to look at him.
    Brian shook his head confused. "Okay, yeah, but how did you all see this?"
    "I have this observation room where I can watch my clients receiving therapy and—"
    "And you invite guests!" Brian scoffed.
    "No, um, this was a onetime lapse in judgment." Victoria frowned. "In fact, I don't think we should be talking about this."
    Brian asked, "What time was this therapy session?"
    "Oh, around two," Jim replied.
    "Hold on." Brian looked to Jillian. "This was right before you came to…" he made quote marks with his fingers, "… visit me."
    "Well, yeah…" She shrugged.
    "Exactly how big are we talking?" Brian looked to his brother wide-eyed and waiting.
    Jim shrugged then held his hands about a foot and a half apart.
    "Holy crap." Brian cringed. "And this is why you came to visit me at the club?"
    "Sort of. I just missed you."
    Brian dropped his napkin on the table. "Let me make sure I have this straight. For the last two months or so, you've been pretty much throwing up in my face whenever we have sex."
    "Well…" Jillian looked to Victoria for some support and got nothing.
    "Correct me if I'm wrong, but since our trip to Vegas the few times that we have done it, each time you've run from the bedroom to the bathroom and thrown up."
    "You know I have morning sickness."
    "Morning sickness that seems to happen at all times of the day and only when we are having sex!" He raised his eyebrows, waiting for a reply.
    "Um, you know, certain smells trigger—"
    "So, now I smell?"
    "I didn't say that. You're putting words in my mouth."
    Brian took a deep, calming breath. "Okay, so once you saw Mister Monster Cock, then you were magically cured."
    "Um, all right, you could spin it like that, but look on the bright side… we had fun today, didn't we?"
    "Fun?" He looked at her like she was nuts.
    "Yeah, it was fun."
    "You used me like I was a balance beam." Brian jeered. "You nearly broke it off."
    "So you didn't enjoy yourself?" Jillian turned the corner from apologetic to angry. "You seemed to enjoy yourself. You finished and everything."
    "I faked it." He folded his arms and shot her a smug look.
    "Faked it?"
    "Yep, I was in so much pain from you slamming down on it that I had to figure out some way to get it to stop."
    "Ugggh." Jillian glared at him then her eyes widened. "I knew it. There was no mess. You lied to me."
    "That's right. I lied, but at least I wasn't watching some live sex show and using that for inspiration to throw my obviously penis-size-challenged husband a pity screw."
    "A pity screw?" Jillian looked around the room in disbelief.
    "That's right. I'm not big enough for you am I?"
    "You're crazy." Jillian rolled her eyes.
    Jim shrugged. "You are just a grower so…"
    "Stay out of this." Brian glared at him.
    "Maybe we should go, " Jim whispered to Victoria.
    Grinning, Victoria shook her head. "No way."
    "I just feel so dirty right now." Brian slumped back in his chair. "I feel like I