The beginning of the night.

Sarah guides John through the apartment while kissing passionately. Michael watches through a slit in the door as they pass past the spare bedroom on their way to the master bedroom. A tinge of jealousy enters his body, but it also spurs on his erection, forcing him to stifle a gasp. He hears the door to the other room close. Michael takes the opportunity to walk out into the hall and walk up to the closed door. He stops and listens. From the other side, he hears the bed shift and clothes rustle. More kissing, and then, to his horror, he hears Sarah say that she needs to go and touch up her makeup.

Michael almost panics as he scrambles to make his way back to the spare bedroom. He didn't think that it would look good standing outside the door to the bedroom naked, griping his locked up and dripping cock. He manages to open the door to the spare bedroom and slinks inside just as Sarah opens her door. She walks down the hall and enters the bathroom, whose door is just opposite the door to the spare bedroom. She opens it, turns around, and motions with her fingers for Michael to enter as well. Michael scampers after her, and she closes the door behind him. She locks the door and turns around, meeting Michael eyes. In a hushed voice, she asks.

"Are you ready for this? Is this what you really want?" Michael stands there nursing his aching, locked-up dick. One hand was cupping under the slit to try to catch the dripping precum oozing. Michael nods his head. Sarah caresses his face lovingly.

"I need you to say it." This was a big moment for both of them. Sarah wanted to be absolutely sure that this is what Michael really wanted because she realized that things would never be the same if they went through with this. Michael fixates Sarah and says the magic words.

"I'm ready." Sarah grabs his face and kisses I'm deeply on the lips. She then pulls him down, so he is kneeling.

"Wish me luck." Michael understand her meaning and kisses first her stomach, thighs, and lastly, the front of her panties where a wet patch has formed. She then ushers him out of the bathroom. Michael makes his way to the spare bedroom again. It takes a minute for Sarah to emerge from the bathroom, and she almost skips back to the bedroom. He hears the bedroom door close and Michael scampers back to the closed bedroom door to listen.