thepnutgallery | Poker Night (Reply)

Wednesday - I was very tired when I woke up - Ken was so tired he still hadn't gotten out of bed when I left. This condition was not unique to us, as apparently everyone in the office was sturggling to stay awake. I took a big stack of mail in the morning, and did little else the whole day. Chatted with fellow temp Kathy at the end of the day about how to become permanent, but she didn't really want advice, just to bitch. Got home, got cleaned up, laid down a bit. I left my phone at work - doesn't count as losing it, since I knew exactly where it was. Ken mentioned he wanted a nap when he got home, so we laid down for that....he started rubbing my ass, and we ended up having sex. I wanted it, because I always wanted it, but he didn't seem very into it, and it took a while for him to cum. After that, we napped for reals, and then got up to get stuff for Poker Night. He decided on pizza (the very first thing I suggested and he vetoed), but still needed to go to the store to get mixers. We stopped to pick up the pizza on the way, but the manager was a bitch, so we just left, and I wrote an angry letter to the good folk at Papa John's. Chris, Brandon, and Dallas arrived while I was writing it, and Ken ordered pizza from Domino's. He and Brandon went to pick it up, and I stayed and entertained the boys. Greg, Brian, and their friend Michael (who met Ken for the first time on his way in) also arrived, and I made with the drinks. Brandon mentioned that he wasn't drinking, though the boys tried to tempt him...he finally agreed to one drink, and I poured it good and strong. He quietly mentioned while I was pouring that the reason he wasn't drinking was because he had just started meds that morning. Whoa. I guess he and Ken really are alike.
The first game (w/$20 buy in) was fun, though it took a little too long. Brian won, which surprised no one, and then we played another game just for fun. That also went too long - I did good, but stopped caring 3/4 of the way through, and gave my chips to Brandon. We sent everyone home, cleaned up a little, talked about the insurance market a little while I ate a bowl of TVP (I hadn't eaten since breakfast), and went to bed. We were just messing around, and Ken had to get one last lick of my face in, even held down my arms to do it, so I returned the favor. He started rambling on about how I hurt him, and my need to win, and I should've just let him lick me and be done with it, because my getting even made it about winning. He also mentioned the time we were at Justin's and he was wrestling with Matt, and I pulled him off, and how that was a problem because I showed loyalty to someone other than him. I...um...wow. I'm always shocked at the size of his balls when he says stuff like that. I mentioned that I only wished I was as loyal to him as he was to me, and he asked for greater clarification. I didn't give any, because he knew exactly the many many things I was referencing in saying that. Somehow, we still ended up cuddling. All in all, it was a good night.