Leave yourself exposed and yell that you are upstairs
From Create Your Own Story
You peel off your jeans and underwear, letting them drop to the floor before flopping onto the floor wearing nothing but your faded band T-shirt and socks. Your hand wraps around your hard cock, stroking lazily as you call out, "Up here! Come on up!"
Footsteps thud up the stairs—too heavy to be Luke's. Your stomach tightens with anticipation until an unfamiliar voice rings out: "Hope you don't mind—the gardener let me in. Got a package needs signing."
Oh shit.
It's not Luke !!
It's Hank.
The neighborhood mailman, your dad's old drinking buddy, built like a grizzly with a ginger beard and arms thick as tree trunks. He's been delivering mail since you were in diapers, all 6'4" of him somehow crammed into that postal uniform. He would be scary if not for that constant playful grin. Everyone knows him as the big, harmless teddy bear of the block.
And he is making his way upstairs right now what are you going to do ?
Do you :
