At that moment, Michael stood there, clad only in his underwear, his upper body bare and a plate in his hand.
His excitement was unmistakable, evidenced by the prominent tent his arousal had pitched in his briefs, marked by a distinct wet spot where his tip had made contact.
Michael's manhood was exceptionally thick and long, straining against the small fabric of his underwear.
The tightness caused his dark, dense pubic hair, the sides of his testicles, and the lower shaft to peek out from the sides of his briefs.
Betty walked in just then, catching a full, unobstructed view, and let out a startled gasp.
They stood there, face to face, both completely unprepared for the situation.
"Ah..." After a few seconds of stunned silence, Betty gasped again, though softer this time, and quickly turned her back to Michael.
Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and from behind, her reddened earlobes and the back of her neck were visible.