Listening in to a mother-daughter conversation

Putting my ear to the wall, I can hear Millie and Ashley's conversation almost as well as if I was in the same room:

Ashley: "I know, I saw it when I accidentally walked in on him in the shower right now.

Millie: "It's a nice one, he fucked me twice with it last night."

I get a small smile on my face, as I realise they are talking about my cock.

Ashley: "How was it?"

Millie: "Amazing, he made me orgasm both times with ease, I am still sore now from last night."

Then Millie continues:

"He's a horny one too. Saw me doing Yoga this morning and then he tit-fucked me."

Both women laugh, then Ashley asks:

"Do you mind if I take him for a test drive mom, I mean, since you are sore?"

Millie: "Don't you dare. I'm the one who found this cock and am keeping it all to myself."

They then start talking about clothes and other boring topics, so I walk backwards a few steps, then walk loudly down the hall, so they can hear me coming.

I walk into the room where Millie and Ashley are, and Millie says:

"Matt, I'd like you to meet my daughter Ashley. Ashley, this is Matt."

I shake hands with Ashley, and Ashley gives me a seductive look, and lets her hand linger a little too long during the handshake, tickling the palm of my hand with her fingers. Millie notices, and I can tell she is not pleased.

Millie is already dressed in her American Airlines uniform, so is ready for work, and Ashley asks:

"Are you not late for work, mom?"

Millie gives her a suspicious glance, and says:

"I will leave together with Matt, he is just finishing getting dressed."

I go collect my clothes, and get dressed, and when I come out on the landing again, I can see Millie waiting impatiently inside the front door. Ashley comes out from her room, says: "It was really nice to meet you, Matt." Then shakes my hand, and I feel her passing me a small piece of paper as she shakes my hand. Ashley winks at me, then I head downstairs where Millie is waiting for me.

"Bye Ashley!" Millie shouts and closes the door behind her before Ashley is able to reply. She gives me a brief kiss on the cheek, then rushes to her car, which is a pretty old and ugly Volvo with red seats, then hurriedly drives away.

I look down in my hand and see that the note from Ashley has her phone number on it, so I smile to myself, then walk to my car and drive back to my dorm room.