BJ

Austin looked incredibly handsome yesterday morning, a brand new deep brown shirt with khaki stripes and khaki slacks. I went over, gave him a hug, kissed him, told him how sexy he was. Austin opened his trousers to fix the shirt that was bulging at the front.

Me: Oh! You're going to let me give you a blow job!

Austin: Right, you tease me now, right before I have to leave for work.

Me: If you want, I'll give you one when we get home.

Austin: Sure you will.

Me: I'll sign a contract.

Austin: Get some paper.

Well, my allergies were going haywire all day, mucous coming out of every orifice.

Me: I'll write you a BJ IOU.

Austin just laughed.