Pretend not to hear her

After a few moments of knocking the door simply burst open and Lilly entered. “Johan need!” She stopped mid-sentence, staring at my large, naked form, muscles creating curved waterfalls as the shower ran down my broad shoulders and smooth back. I turned to face her out of surprise, supposedly. I stood there for a moment, allowing her to survey my naked form and the long, ten-inch flacid cock hanging from between my hips before I turned away, hiding myself out of suppose modesty. “Uh, showering?” I said.

“Ah!” Lilly exclaimed and spun on her heal, rushing out of the shop and shutting the door behind her.

A moment later I called out to her, “I’m decent!” I called out, “you can come back in!”

A brief second later the door slowly opened and Lilly’s face, flushed red with embarrassment, peeked back in, followed by her body.

“I’m, so… so sorry…” she exclaimed, “I just… I need.. I…”

I smiled, standing in just a towel and stepped forwards, placing a broad hand on her shoulder. “Lilly,” I exclaimed in a friendly tone as though nothing had happened, “it’s alright, just a harmless mistake,” I watched as her hips rotated in a small circle unconsciously, “now, what’s so urgent that you’re here so early in the morning?”

Lilly swallowed, throwing off her coat and slumping down in a chair, she began to cry.