I stood looking as the mare I just made love to walked slowly to the trough for a cold drink. After watching a good ten minute I turned and picking up my sweat pants slipped them up.
A problem presented itself as the waistband hooked below a 20 inch long cock swaying in the breeze. A try to push it down a pant leg proved a bad and uncomfortable idea. I then slung the waistband just under my balls, this was satisfactory.
I jumped the fence and began walking the pathway back to the city sidewalk. The recent memory of making love to a mare in heat left such longing desire to go back and start over again I stopped and gave it a thought. A look at my watch proved I'd better head home since by now it was 11:30 and the wife might be home very soon.
Jogging along I never gave it a thought that my very male rod was flaying about in the open air. Lucky for me I did not meet anyone along as I jogged till about a hundred yards from the driveway for home.
Turning the last corner I swung around and stopped dead in my tracks. There with her back to me was Misses Lyman walking her Pekingese dog. I composed myself and tucking the now soft but still long and large member down a pantleg I greeted her and walked directly home.
Once in the house I scrambled to the phone and called information for the Ointment shop and help.
The fourth ring and the nice man answered. I told him who I was and he wished me a good time tonight. I was a little rude as I stopped his speech and told him of my mistake with the lotion and potion.
"You have a small problem Sir! The lotion was to give you additional stamina and size in erection. The sample potion was to make you feel like a stallion by changing the soft tissues to look like a stallion. Once in that form it would only last for tweleve hours. Please if anything changes and does not return to normal you may wake me again, good night Sir."
I stood with the phone in my hand and a dail tone in my ear, I was on my own!
Looking at the clock it was almost midnight. I was about to hang up the reciever when the beeping tone of a message was on the answering service. My fingers felt stiff as I punched in the code to hear who called. It was from the Wifee' she experianced car trouble at Lynda's and due to the late hour and distance she was going to stay there tonight.
I stood with the phone in one hand and my other hand playing pocket billards for fun. This was too much I walked to the livingroom and sat for just one minute. Then I jumped up and headed for the bathroom. a mirror, and a small bottle of stallion potion.