Ben
Roman’s eyes narrowed and then widened on shock as I swung open the door.
A heavy silence fell between us as he took me in and then his mouth opened, and he barked out a loud boisterous laugh.
It was only then that I realised I hadn’t changed out of the novelty apron yet. It covered me from chest to knee. The blow-up fake boobs on it standing proudly.
“I….” I stuttered over my words. Me a man in my forties blushing and unable to form words. Instead of trying to finish the sentence I swung open the door fully. Motioning for him and his Beta to come through.
“I tried phoning.” Romans’ eyes were farting every where but at me. Behind him his beta flared his nostrils. His eyes glazing as the smell of s*x hit him. I glared at him.
“What’s up?” Leading the way further into the roo
