I always kept some throwaway razors and some spare under clothes and socks in my locker at the garden centre and I could shave and change later. Maggi... appeared to be still sleeping when I looked in and so I went down to the kitchen and put the coffee pot on and did the washing up from the previous night whilst I waited for it to brew. My brain was a total muddle. I had spent the night with Maggie, spooned on the same bed, only separated by the thickness of a quilt, one half of my brain was. Without waiting, I kissed her, deeply, pressing my tongue into her mouth. Two minutes later, having shared her juices, I broke the kiss.“Unreal,” she sighed. “I need you!”“Rubbers?” I asked.“Purse. On the desk.”I got up, opened her purse, and saw an unopened box of Trojans. I opened the box, extracted a foil packet, and ripped it open. I quickly rolled it over my erection and moved back to the bed. I moved on top of Janey and positioned myself against her. I looked her in the eyes and she. Adrenaline surged. I knew what this special delivery was all about. I also new Lacey was due at the apartment any second. I rushed the box inside and chucked it in the corner-pocket of my closet. There’d be time later. I just needed to be patient. -------- I opened the box and laughed out loud. It was big. Like, porno big. Maybe a snug fit for a pussy, but definitely not me. The shaft looked reasonable enough, but the thing had an insurmountably large head on it. Lesson learned – pictures. A rush was nothing compared to what I was feeling. Part of me knew that I went overboard but another part was absolutely thrilled, in all honesty I sided with the thrilled side. Overboard or not, I can’t deny the fact that it did indeed feel good. This time, unlike before, I couldn’t wait to see the result of my changes. Now the minutes were passing by like days, I was so impatient that I didn’t sleep a wink that night. I even called off work the next day just so I could see the aftermath of my.