I put on my pants and headed to the mirror. The lotion seemed to still be working. Through the mirror a great bulge could be seen growing through my p...ants. The bulge made me walk funny, but it definitely was noticeable and looked good. Quickly I grabbed my jacket and the remainder of the lotion, and headed to the dance.I arrived at the Hoagla Hotel in time to hear the final notes of one of the slower songs. I hobbled around like a cowboy searching for a single lady. The penis in my pants ached. Her auburn hair was cut short in what was obviously an expensive haircut. She and mother went to the same salon. She exuded good health and latent sexuality. I watched her walk to the kitchen door and was surprised to see her nipples get hard as she approached. I wondered who or what had brought that on. I hoped it was me. I was dressed only in cut-offs. I wanted to give her a preview of what would be under an expensive silk shirt and sport coat in an hour or so. I also wanted to show off the. On this night a party was going on next door. The wife and I sat down in our pajamas to stream a show, one that has some very well done sex scenes that always gets my wife super horny. Well we no sooner started watching our show when the front door opened and this young man came stumbling in, obviously drunk, grab a blanket off the couch and laid on the couch and went to sleep. I was about to get up and throw the young man out but my wife stopped me. She said he just got mixed up and it would. She climbed into the mysterious chair, spreading her legs to fit them in to the rests and slipping her arms through the shoulder rings. Once she was in place, she relaxed a little. Despite her misgivings, it actually was rather comfortable, other than the tightness of her jeans with her legs spread that wide. Maybe the device worked better with looser clothes.She knew, however, that if she got out now to change, she would never work up the willpower to get back in, so she decided to stick.