He wants to be a cuck part 2
Morning came and I sat calmly at the coffee bar. This time my nerves and cock were both placid. I chatted up the cute barista as I again waited for his text. She flipped her short cute blond hair each time she turned to make the next ordered yuppy beverage. And then quickly would turn back to me to continue our conversation. When she asked how long I was staying and I told her I was local and just waiting for some friends, her smile broadened and she asked if I would like to grab a beer...