I paid the old man his thousand dollars and with a brown bag filled with my wildest hopes, I headed for home.
Chuckling to myself the whole long way I could net but wonder how my Dearest would enjoy the new me?
It was very difficult not to tell of my purchase as dinner and then worse yet when Sam Adams and his wife came over to play cards. It was when we broke off the game I went to the bedroom and entered our bathroom to find and read the bottle once more.
Seated on the jon, I put on my glasses to read the very fine printed label.
"Apply with swab to the male parts, do not use bare hands to apply liquid. Repeat again one hour before bedtime or when expecting to use your male organ for pleasure."
With my Wife calling for me to return to the table I quickly opened the bottle and with an ear swab dobbed it in the liquid painting shaft and balls in a liberal manner.
The liquid was clear when it was on the swab coming out the neck of the bottle. Yet as I smeered it about my maleness it began to change looking more golden brown. Drying almost as I smeered it about the potion made my penis and balls look like I'd sent them to Florida for three weeks
Hoisting up the trousers and with a zip up I was out to play the next and hopefully the last set of cards.
As the Grandfather clock in the foyer chimed tweleve my urge for to be with the wife in bed had peaked even the front of my pants. At last Sam and his wife left, this offered me the chance to run off and apply the second coat of what was making me so very large and horny.
Slam bag went the bathroom door as I was in urgent need to see what was happening down below.
"Holy moley!" I said right out loud as the old duffer was now an erect nine inch shaft. Even as I touched it the sensual feeling made me shiver with thoughts of coming pleasure.
Quickly but with hands shaking I reached for the little bottle of wonderful potion. Another Q-tip swab, dipped in the hands shaking so bad I almost tipped it over.
This time the liquid felt warmer, even to the point of some discomfort. Again it dried in just seconds while then from outside the door came the Wife's voice.
She expected me to help her clean up before going to bed. I was maybe scared of what she might say if she entered and saw what the ole' fool was doing to himself.
Hands shaking badly I began to put the small bottle away with it's cork still laying on the counter. As I readied to leave the room I noticed it laying there, a brown stain was circled about it which if the Wife saw that she's have a fit!
Urgently I reopened the medicine cabinet and reach for the little bottle. As hands were nervous about being quick and getting out to help the Wife, I did not notice the liquid sloosh up and out landing in the bathroom glass.
An hour of cleaning and washing dishes had me about crazy mad and feeling so damn horny. It was I that offered to get ready for bed first and almost tearing off my clothes went into the bathroom and brush my teeth.
In thinking back to that fated night it must have been after brushing that as I used the bathroom glass to rise my toothpaste filled mouth, that's when the potion entered into me.
Even spitting out the foul tasting water made no difference as the metal taste stayed with me for some time to come.
Finally the lights winked out and I made a friendly little stroke to my darling wife.
"Yawn, not tonight dear it's late and I'm too tired for that!" came her reply to my desire for fun.
Shortly she was snoring softly and sound asleep. I was not asleep, I was hot and horny and filled with sexual desire!