A knock at the door

Before either of you can do anything else, a loud knock is heard from the front door.

"Oh, now who could that be?" Mr. Wood asks frantically. "Erm, I better go and see who that is. Could you...?"

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, Mr. Wood," you reply as you release your grip on his member. "Didn't even realize I was still holding it. Just felt so comfortable."

You give the older man a cute grin as he fumbles to tuck his cock back in his pants.

"You can use my bathroom in the corner to clean yourself up," he says as he moves towards the bedroom door. "And, erm, could you please try to be a little bit quiet? At least until I find out who it is. It may look a little..."

"Naughty?!" you inquire with your cheeky but sexy smile.

"Er, yeah. Something like that."

"Can't have people thinking that you've been fucking me or anything, Mr. Wood. ...At least not until you actually have!" You give the old man a wink as he closes the bedroom door behind him and stumbles off to go see who is at the front door.

'Well that went well,' you think to yourself. 'If only I hadn't been interrupted.'

You can hear voices as Mr. Wood talks to whoever it is that ended your seduction of the older man prematurely. Maybe you should go and see who it is. After all, it may be someone who'd like to join in and lend a neighborly helping hand.

But should you go out in your current state or something a little less 'sticky'? And who is at the door anyway?