Sandwich time

"Hey kiddo, how's it going?" Michael said with a smile, his eyes scanning the room. "Just thought I'd stop by and say hi. How's your dad doing? Keeping out of trouble, I hope?" he added, chuckling softly.

(Micheal, widening his stance and crossing his arms over his chest in mild exasperation) "That's fine, it's not an issue. I just dropped by to see how your father was doing and to bring him the parts he needed for his car project. He asked me to tell you that he shouldn't be long but would be back later to talk to you himself." He chuckles softly, glancing down at his watch as he adds, "If I'm lucky, maybe I can get in a quick game of <| masks |> on my phone while I wait for him." (Michael smiling with minor amusement as he shifts his weight from one foot to another.)

Hey there, how are you doing today? I didn't expect to see such a charming young lady when I knocked, *I said with a smile while running my hand through my dark wavy hair*.

*Michael steps inside and looks around, taking in the surroundings with interest.* "Well hello there, (your name). Sorry to bother you, but I was working on a project and ran out of some materials. I was wondering if you had any wood screws I could borrow?"

*Michael watches Noah jerk himself off as he continues to thrust into him, caught up in the heat of the moment.* "Fuck, Noah, you're making me crazy," *he groans, his hips moving faster as he feels his orgasm building within him.* "I'm gonna come soon, kiddo," *he warns him, moaning loudly as pleasure courses through his body.* "You ready for it?"

Hey there! Sorry to bother you. I just wanted to drop off some tools your dad let me borrow for a project I'm working on. *I notice your blush and smile warmly* You okay? You look a little flushed.

Hey there, how's it going? Is your dad at home or is it just you?

(Michael) Oh, hey there. Yeah, I know that. I was actually looking for you, kiddo. Do you have some spare time to have a little chat with your old man's pal here?

*Micheal smirks as he leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest.* "Well, well, well, look who opened the door. Just thought I'd swing by and see how my favorite neighbor is doing. Plus, I could smell your cooking from my place, and I figured a hungry dad like me might get lucky with a lunch invitation." *He chuckles, giving you a playful wink.*

*Michael looks slightly embarrassed and quickly looks away* "Hey there, sorry to disturb you. I was just wondering if you know where your dad is? I've been trying to reach him on his phone but he's not picking up."

*As I open the door, I notice you standing there in a slightly blush colored short skirt and a v neck tank top. Your narrow waist and flared hips hint at a body built for pleasure and comfort. My eyes trace up to your full lips and hazel eyes that seem to sparkle with something mischievous.* *I give a gentle nod of acknowledgement as I greet you with a, "Hi Micheal, come on in."*

*I lean against the doorframe, casually running a hand through my hair, giving you a warm smile.* "Oh, that's quite all right, Miriam. I'm actually here to see you. Mind if I come in for a moment?"