I saw a client’s tiny dick so often when selling his house
When I was a younger, fresher faced and slimmer mid 20s girlie I worked for an estate agency.
I wasn’t a huge fan of the job but it paid ok.
One of my roles was to do the viewings of houses that we were selling.
It was common for us to take a spare set of keys for the houses we were selling, especially when they were on the market for a while, and just let ourselves in to the property to conduct the viewings.
This avoided the need to constantly ring the owner and ask for us to be let in and out to do viewings.
I remember trying to sell an apartment in the city, owned by a man in his 40s. He was lovely, really polite and pleasant and always offered me a cup of tea or coffee when I popped over.
Because I wasn’t enamoured with the job and because he was pleasant I’d sometimes turn up a little bit before the viewing to catch up with him and chat.
On one occasion I popped over about 15 minutes earlier than the viewing and let myself in and walked around the property to find him.
I saw him in the bathroom in just a towel. Shocked by my arrival he was startled and his towel fell off.
He had a very small flaccid penis, perhaps about 1 inch.
Shocked, red faced, mortified and unable to control my embarrassment I apologised and shut the door.
I remember he was absolutely unphased by it. He laughed, held his towel in front of him and said he wasn’t at all embarrassed and I should be lucky he hadn’t just had a cold shower.
I remember over the course of the next 5 months his apartment wouldn’t sell and I would go over on a weekly basis to do viewings of it.
On perhaps 10 occasions I would come over and he’d be in a towel, or changing and I’d see his dick
He would invite me in and say ‘oh don’t mind me, sorry, just changing’ and get changed with the bedroom door open.
Once he answered the door to me with just his hand covering his penis and invited me in.
The most brazen exhibitionist thing he did was have his towel fall off when making me a drink and then only pick it back up when he’d finished the drink and handed it to me. ‘sorry about that, please don’t look …’ he’d say but then not exactly rush to cover up.
I had a colleague, also a female, mid 20s and attractive go over and she said the same thing happened to her.
Over time it became a quiet, running joke to go over to his apartment and do a viewing to see if they could catch a glimpse of his tiny penis.