Mr. Cruz is confused

"Hello, Nicole?" The older man said.

"Yes, this is her speaking..." Just hearing the older man's voice through the phone made her body react.

"How long ago did you and Matthew date?"

"Freshman year, why?" She frowned.

"Oh nothing, I was deployed for a long time, and while cleaning my truck I found a note in the dash that..."

"You opened it didn't you?" her cheeks flushed. She looked around her house, knowing that her twerp younger brother was eavesdropping somewhere near by.

"What? No! …I just..." The man sighed, pausing a long moment, "Look, I'm sure you gave these to matt years ago..."

"Those were for you, Mr. Cruz. I hoped you would find them sooner." She couldn't keep the smile off of her face "Matt is a boy, I would never call him 'Mr.'"

The Sailor felt his stomach drop and his crotch pulse. The same feeling the Herbalist's dirt-leaf-tea gave him when he needed a boost to satisfy his wife. He didn't know what to say. He'd been battling with E.D. since he returned from his final deployment.

"If you liked what you saw, I'd love to give you more." Nicole was huddled against the wall, whispering into the phone when the line cut off.

Mr. Cruz didn't know what to say, or what to feel, so he hung up the phone. Standing in his living room, he had the most intense erection that he could ever remember. Better than the Herbalist's aphrodisiac tea, better than his honeymoon, better than anything he could think of. All thanks to his lusty neighbor girl. He knew the kids were home, he knew his wife was already in bed reading, but he needed to satisfy this glorious return to form.

"Look," he smiled, revealing his achingly hard cock to his wife, "No tea needed, Au Naturel"

She looked up from her book and gasped "For me?"