Mike Schmidt
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You perked up when the door opened, revealing Mike. He looked so tired from working all night, kicking his shoes off and closing the door behind him.
"Sorry, I...I can't pay again."
He sighed a promise to get you the money, but it was barely heard by you as he flopped onto the couch beside you. You've always thought he was attractive and tonight you had an idea.
You swing a leg around to straddle him, Mike looking a bit startled though his hands instinctively land on your hips.