The outfit was the direct result of what had just happened in the locker room at the station. I finished my shift at the firehouse and drove my truck to the clubhouse in a pair of tight workout shorts, a jock and a tank top. Moose called it the clubhouse because he spent so much time there working but also having fun with his friends. It had two bedrooms and one bath, but it had a nice pool on the canal. Moose and his wife had purchased and renovated a tiny house on a canal to use as the office for Moose’s new project with plans to rent it out later on. “Can you meet at the clubhouse?” Moose texted when I agreed. Living in Florida, I can never have enough workout gear with as much sweating as I do. I agreed and was looking forward to see what my new friend had been working on. Melissa and my wife joked that when they’re tired of sex they should just send us to each other to jerk off together.Īnyway, Moose was starting a new line of workout clothes and underwear and asked me for some input on what he had so far. He and I bonded over working out, both being ex-military and our high sex drives (this came up over dinner one night). Obviously, Moose is a nickname that was given to him because he was so massive. My wife and her friend Melissa from work have gotten close over the last two years, and we have gradually started hanging out as couples.
