Chris walked over and picked up the phone, "Hello?  Who is this?"  It was his friend, changing tacks and calling him directly at home.  "Listen, it's not a very good time now."  His cock still standing at attention, glistening with April's juices quivered in agreement.  Chris was so close that he wanted release and he was frustrated about being denied that.  Chris really wasn't listening to what he was talking about.  "Listen, just put my usual spread on the team okay?  And don't call me on the house phone again."  He hung up the phone and turned around.<br/><br/>April had disappeared from the couch, "Honey?  Sorry for the interruption, but let's get back to us..."  He called out as he walked back to the couch.  Where had she gone?  "Honey? Where are you?"  Chris walked through the house looking for April.  They were on a roll before the phone interrupted them and he was still feeling a bit unfulfilled.