The Robe

It was Friday night and I was heading out to the bar with my friend Craig but I had to pick him up on route as he always took far too long to get ready. I pulled up outside his house after seeing his “ just out the shower, be 30 minutes“ text. “Fucking Craig“, I mumbled to myself, getting out the car and rolling my eyes, it was tough enough pulling short straw and having to be the designated driver.

I knocked at the door to be greeted by Craig’s Step Dad Joel, in nothing but a robe, I assumed he had some dad type briefs underneath but I was too busy looking at his hairy chest to even care. “Hey, come in, Craig is upstairs, he won’t be long“, he waved me in with his big hairy hand.
I took a seat in the living room, Joel opened a beer and took a swig, “do you want a pre game before you head out?”, he smiled at me. “Sure, why not, I’m driving anyway so I won’t be able to have much more anyway”, I answered. 

Joel walked in from the kitchen with an ice cold bottle of beer and handed it to me, as he walked toward me his robe moved from side to side, I couldn’t help but peek, I was half expecting to see a flash of white cotton brief or something but all I could manage to spot was dark wiry body hair. Was he naked underneath? So brazen, free balling around the house in front of his step sons friend!? I took the beer and sipped the foam from the top of the bottle. “So what are your plans for the night?“, I asked, trying to remain collected. “ ah, nothing, got a fridge full of beers and the house to myself, bliss really”, Joel retorted cheekily. He walked to the brown leather sofa opposite me and sat down, as he sat back deeper into the sofa, his robe rode up a little, but not enough. I still couldn’t make out if he was wearing underwear, by this point, he must know I was looking. “where you boys heading then?”, he questioned taking another gulp. “I’m not sure, you know Craig, he always takes control of these things, I just show up”, I laughed trying to make small talk. Joel smiled and nodded, he maneuvered himself further back into the sofa, this time spreading his legs, answering my question. His robe fell either side of his body now, his dick swung lose and rested on top of his low hanging balls. He looked straight at me, he knew. He was a complete exhibitionist and I’d had no idea........