In the middle of the night, Brad Knight awoke with an erection. He silently slid out of bed and crept towards the kitchen. He knew his wife slept deeply, always had, and he didn't want to wake her. He reached into the freezer, pulling out a frozen chicken breast. Stealthily, he returned to his room and locked the door.
He placed the frozen food item on the nightstand and undressed. Rubbing his cock, he watched as the chicken defrosted, growing harder and more defined. Without hesitation, he placed the cold meat against his erect shaft, moaning as it massaged his sensitive skin.
Suddenly, his wife's voice rang out, "Brad!" She was awake and clearly annoyed. "What the hell are you doing?"
His heart raced as he tried to think of an excuse for his late-night wandering around the house and clicking on lights.
