I'm picturing Matt lying on the bed, two fingers deep and his face flushed as red as his cock. Frank's encouraging him, teasing him, explaining exactlywhat will happen when he gets over there, all while sitting at the foot of the bed folding laundry and trying to ignore his own erection bc dammit Matt if you folded your clothes right away instead of trying to jump me, you wouldnt need to keep re-drying them to get the wrinkles out.