Page 108 of Champagne Nights

“That’s fine,” I said.

Lance and Juan worked at the fire station with us. We were considered group A, and we were all scheduled to go back to work on Monday, working three days straight and then having the next four days off. The doorbell rang, and Brady got up and opened the door.

“Hey, guys,” I said as they both sat down.

“Who’s ready for some poker? I brought the chips.” Juan smiled.

“We have to be quiet. Kara is sleeping, and believe me, we don’t want to wake her,” Brady said.

The four of us ate pizza, talked, laughed, and drank some beer. As always, I was winning.

“I met this chick a couple of nights ago at the bar,” Lance said as he pulled out his phone. “She can suck dick like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.”

“What happened to Julie?” I asked.

“She was fucking psycho, bro. I couldn’t take her anymore, so I had to let her go.”

“Really? Because last week, the two of you were still together,” I said.

“Yeah, I know. I’ve moved on to Serenity.” He smiled.

“Where’d you meet her? The strip club?” Brady laughed.

He didn’t say anything, and we all looked at him. “Dude, did you go to the strip club by yourself?” Juan asked.

“I was torn up over breaking up with Julie, and I needed to unwind and look at some eye candy. There’s nothing wrong with going to a strip club by yourself.”

We all laughed as I won and swept up all the chips.

“She’s a stripper, dude. You let a stripper suck your dick? I’d be having that thing examined by a doctor,” Brady said.

“Fuck you.” Lance laughed as he threw a chip at him.

I got up and grabbed another beer, asking if anyone else wanted one.

“Juan, how often do you and Becky have sex?” Brady asked.

“Usually twice a week. Why?”

“Linda has been slacking on her wifely duties lately. Can you believe it’s been over a month since we did it?”

“What?!” Both Juan and Lance said.

“Have you talked to her about it?” I asked.

“Yeah. She just said she isn’t in the mood, and she’s tired all the time. Between work and Kara, she said she just doesn’t want to.”

“That’s not normal, man,” Juan said as he shook his head.

“You need to get some different pussy, dude!” Lance blurted out.

“Yeah, right. I would never cheat on Linda.”

“How about you, Ben? Don’t sit there and tell me that you haven’t had sex since Amy.”

This was why I hated getting together with these guys since Amy passed away. “I haven’t.”

Juan chuckled. “What do you do? Jack off to porn?”

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