Unlucky! The doorbell rings.

You're just about to slip a finger into your slippery sex when the doorbell echoes through the house. The sound almost gave you a heart attack. You fumble as you try to take hold of the remote to pause the film. Once that's done, you jump to your feet and rush to grab your shirt. The doorbell rings again.

"Coming!"

You shout as you tug your shirt over your head on your way to the door. Now that you're at least somewhat dressed, you open up the door. It's your next door neighbour, Paul. He always seemed like a nice guy to you. He was a little older than your dad, being in his fifties, and he had been living next to your parents since before you were even born. He frequently came over if he needed to borrow some tools or needed your dad's advice with something. He has your average 'dad body', a little bit of a belly, with slightly muscular arms. He's a good bit taller than you are and has greying black hair, styled with some hair products into what you'd consider a business look.

"Hey, Em'! I was wondering if I could--..."

You raise a brow in confusion. It takes a few seconds for you to realise what stopped Paul from finishing his sentence. You follow his gaze down to your body, and see that your nipples are still erect and are showing agai st your loose shirt. Even worse, you notice the big, dark, moist stain at the crotch of your sweatpants. Your face turns red and you try your hardest to get the conversation back on track, hoping you can both ignore your current state.

"Ahem... Hey, Paul... You were wondering if you could what?"