Shake hands

Not quite sure what to do with himself Sam reaches out, taking her hand in his and shaking it. As he does so he suddenly gets an image of his head, his own cock in that very hand only a few minutes ago.

Suddenly breaking the handshake Sam steps back, one more trying to maintain eye contact and not stare at the girl's half naked body. "I, uh, guess I should get dressed and find another room." He finally stammers, backing into the bathroom.

"Really?" Lauren asked a little surprised. "Are you sure you don't mind? I'd understand if you wanted to keep it as you were here first."

"No, no it's fine. Honestly." Sam replies heading back into the bathroom and making a quick grab for his clothes, not even bothering with his boxers and just pulling his jeans straight on.

"So how do you know mum and dad?" Lauren asks through the door as Sam finds his T-shirt.

"Actually I don't. My friend works with your mum, and as they were coming down and I had nothing better to do they invited me to join them." As Sam finishes pulling on his T-shirt he turns round and suddenly there is Lauren, still in nothing but her underwear standing in the doorway.

How long had she been standing there? Sam had his back to the door the whole time, had she been watching him change? Was this girl hitting on him, or should he just make his way towards another bedroom?