Taking another deep breath Sam pushes open the front door, keeping his body behind it for a moment as he glances inside. Mike is sat on the couch reading a book, and Lauren is up in the kitchen, but other than that the room is luckily deserted.
Taking a few steps inside Sam makes it to the back of the couch when Mike suddenly looks up at him. "Lauren needs help preparing lunch."
Sam freezes, glad the back of the couch is between his cock and Mike's gaze, but on the plus side talking to the gruff man is having the desired effect. "Sorry?" Sam slowly asks.
"I said Lauren needs help with lunch." Mike repeats. "Given that your friend has decided to expose himself to my children I think helping in the kitchen is the least you can do to repay us."
Sam glances back towards the kitchen, Lauren now wearing a white shirt over her bikini covering everything but her legs is looking back seeming to be taking interest in the conversation.
"Um... yeah." Sam mutters in response, wondering if he's supposed to go and get changed into something Mike would consider 'suitable' first.
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