I’d been out of the shower for 30 minutes and had just been straightening up the house. Truth is, I wasn’t really sure why I was still wearing a towel. “OK, so thats why you’re walking around in a towel?” Brent asked with a laugh and a quick swat at my big ass. “No, my wife is in London for business for two more weeks,” I said looking at Brent. “Am I finally going to meet Sydney today?” Brent asked looking around.
“Come on in,” I said as I moved to the side and let him brush past me. I looked down at his nipples like I always do at the gym. “Hey, Brent,” I said as I shook his hand and pulled him in for our normal bro hug. My wife wanted the whole house redone, but we planned to start on our primary bedroom, bathroom and closet.īrent rang my doorbell shirtless with only sneakers and a short pair of athletic shorts that showed off his thighs - basically, he was dressed like he always was for the gym. A guy from my Crossfit gym named Brent said he owned a home renovation business, so I asked him to come take a look at my house for a possible bid on work.
