There's a rather unexpected interruption

"Oh, yeah..." Jack groaned a little, as he was just getting started with his slow masturbation session. There was a lot of pent up desire inside him at this point, and it felt like he'd been looking forwards to a moment like this forever, even if he'd always preferred a real partner instead of doing it alone with his hands. Still there was a few traces left in his mind though, of the girls who were never supposed to take part in his dirty daydreams, but at least they weren't the main actors in his current fantasy.

Then suddenly he heard some kind of noise coming from downstairs, causing him to freeze immediately, and he nearly cursed his bad luck out loud when he figured that one of his girls were probably back home early once again. It couldn't be helped though, as his momentary peace of mind had already been broken, and he couldn't continue without making sure that none would disturb him further in this private moment.

Much to his surprise it didn't seem like anyone had walked right in through the front door though, as he stood and listened from the hallway upstairs, and he started to wonder if he'd just been imagining things. But then there was the same sound again, and this time he was able to recognize it as a gentle knocking on the door, which was something he really didn't expect at all.

"It better be something important..." He grumbled quietly to himself, while securing the belt of his morning robe, and then made his way downstairs. Only when he reached the bottom he suddenly realized who could possibly come to visit him on a day like this, and he felt a hint of anxiety running up his spine when he reached for the door knob.

"Oh, hi there!" The young woman outside was indeed the one he'd thought it would be, and while some parts of him were more than happy to see her again, he couldn't help from feeling embarrassed for what he'd been doing until just a couple of moments ago. Meanwhile she flashed him a curious little smile, while glancing down at his somewhat inappropriate state of clothing, and she obviously couldn't keep from commenting on it as well. "I hope I didn't wake you up or something...?"

"No, I'm fine." Jack sighed, though his visitor wasn't too far from the truth after all. On the one hand it was probably a good thing that he hadn't been awake for just a bit longer, while on the other he just might have preferred to finish what he was doing in the bathroom, so that at least he wouldn't have had this awkward boner going on when he met this girl in real life again. "What do you want, Samantha?"

"Oh? You even remembered my name!" She grinned and gave him a teasing wink, with a complete disregard for his lack of politeness. In that way she reminded him a lot of his oldest daughter, Catherine, which caused him to scoff a little, and even smiled when she was quick to remark on his reaction. "Perhaps you're not always as stiff as you seem, Mr. Carsen."

"Yeah, whatever." He shrugged, while hoping that the pun wasn't as intentional as it seemed. She couldn't possibly have noticed the bulge inside his trousers, at least not with his morning robe still in the way, but it didn't stop him from discreetly glancing down to his crotch to make sure. The comment did manage to put him just a balance though, and for some reason he felt like he really needed to prove her wrong about those assumptions she seemed to have made of him so far. "You want a cup of tea, or something...?"