Every morning since our little fling with LeAnne, I’d woken up with a raging hard-on. Before I even opened my eyes, I felt around the bed for Leslie, quickly realizing I was alone. I lay there for a while, after a few minutes I opened my eyes and looked around, it was later than I expected, almost ten o’clock. I rolled over and lay there wondering if I should find Leslie or just jerk off and get on with the day. After a f...