[Trigger warning for dick-size related stuff, I guess?]
I’m good friends with my ex. We dated for two years, probably should have broken up much sooner but the (mind-blowing) sex was too good or quit. She’s a wild one, I’m slinging a big dick, we had a lot of fun together. Nuff said!
We’ve both moved on. She’s now dating a stable, respectable, nice dude, and I’m dating a somewhat-but-not-quite-scandalously younger hottie. We decided enough time had passed that it would be fun to go on a double date. So we did.
We meet at the restaurant, introduce our new partners, have a seat. It’s going well. We’re looking over the menus, chatting, and my ex suddenly murmurs, with a sly grin, “Good lord, the cauliflower starter is *eight-and-a-half* dollars. Eight-and-a-half! Can you believe it?”
My girlfriend looks at her curiously.
My ex’s new boyfriend just shrugs, “they’re all overpriced.”
I should explain. My dick is 8.5 inches long hard, and my ex used to have a running joke of dropping the phrase “eight-and-a-half” into random situations. A little game for her. She knew I’d get it.