[normal_guy]

... the MIL was at a small bar in the basement. The bar had a couple barstools and she was sitting on one with her back toward me. One of her male co-workers was standing kind of close to her. It was obvious that he'd had a lot to drink. He was sort of leaning with his elbows on the bar top with his face hovering over his drink. I watched them for a while, and it was clear they were having a pretty serious conversation. The MIL's legs were crossed, and one knee was touching his legs. I remember thinking that they were a little closer to each other than they probably should be. In fact, the MIL was close enough to be kind of whispering in his ear. The others were not paying any attention to them. There was a serious poker game going on in another part of the basement that had most everyone's attention.

I casually walked up behind the MIL. The co-worker's was looking down at his drink, his weight still on his elbows, trying to keep from falling down. Neither of them noticed me. When I got within earshot, I overheard the MIL say, "Well, just so he you know, his is not as big as yours," and started to laugh. The guy sort nodded his head, chuckled, started to raise up and turn his head to look at the MIL. As he did, he said, "You like my big cock, don't you?" When he turned his head, he saw me standing behind the MIL. He glared at me and said, "What the fuck do you want?" The MIL snapped around and saw it was me. At first she looked kind of revealed it was me and not someone else, but she very embarrassed. I just smiled and said, "I don't want a thing."