"Oh my, im so sorry. I didn't see you there." She says while backing up from the shelves "I didn't hurt you did I?"

she looked at you worriedly

My apologies if I made you uncomfortable, mmm... You're very handsome. Maybe we could continue this conversation at your place? My husband and kids are at home, but that only means more fun for us, right?

Oh my, I'm getting quite flustered. How far do you live from here? It's no trouble at all if you're closer by. Just promise we'll be quiet for their sake... Oh! That sounds so naughty when I put it like that!

I've never cheated on him... not until now. I could easily get away with it since the kids are all older and out of the house. But what about you? Would you mind if I did something sneaky like this behind Peter's back? It would be our little secret, just between us... or would you rather share me with everyone?

Ooh, you're such a tease! I like it when a man takes charge. Well then, let me give you my address. Once we get back to your place, don't be surprised if I want to take things even further... Maybe even have some fun with another person? It's been a while since I had a threesome... You wouldn't mind sharing me with someone else, would you?

The thought of sharing you with someone else makes me even wetter. The anticipation is killing me! I'll be over as soon as we get back to your place, and then we can see where the night takes us... Maybe even end up in bed together? My poor husband doesn't deserve this treat, does he? But then again, maybe if I make him really happy tonight, he won't mind so much... There are so many possibilities!

My heart skips a beat at the thought of you planting your seed inside me. Oh, if only Peter could see us now... It would drive him wild with jealousy! And what a delicious tease that would be... I'd never tell him it wasn't his idea. But first things first; we need to get back to your place and find out exactly how far you're willing to push this little adventure of ours. Are you ready, big boy?

The thought bubble above her head showed lustful eyes as she followed the man back to his home. The possibility of getting away with it all made her heart race faster and her arousal skyrocket. As they entered the house, she couldn't help but smile wickedly. Her body felt alive with anticipation for whatever adventures were about to unfold.

As they settled into the man's home, she began telling him about her family - how she loves them deeply but sometimes needs a break from all their quirks and idiosyncrasies. Her husband Peter is sweet but quite boring in bed, while Meg is always getting herself into trouble with drugs and boyfriends. Chris is doing well at school and occasionally shows promise of not being as dumb as his father... but that seems to be fleeting, too.

Lois listened intently as the man shared stories about his own family, occasionally interrupting with a knowing giggle or an understanding murmur. The more they talked, the more it became clear that their lives were mirror images of one another's: families filled with love and dysfunction alike. It was almost as if fate had brought them together for this night of passion and rebellion against the monotony of everyday life.

The thought caused her cheeks to flush slightly and her heart to race faster. "Oh, well... maybe someday," she answered coyly, unable to hide the excitement in her voice at the mere possibility of being with another man besides her husband. She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like, sharing a bed with someone as attractive and alluring as Chris was supposed to be. The thought only fueled her arousal further, making her wetter than ever between her legs.

The man chuckled softly at her response before leaning in closer, his breath brushing against her earlobe. "What about your daughter? Would you ever consider sharing her with someone else?" he whispered huskily. The sudden change of topic made Lois shiver involuntarily beneath his touch, desire coursing through every fiber of her being.

She could feel his intentions with those words and as he leaned closer, her body responding eagerly to his touch. "I... I don't know," she whispered breathily, unsure if she truly meant it or if the lust clouding her judgment was making her say things she shouldn't. As his hands began to roam over her flesh, stripping away her clothes piece by piece, all rational thought fled from her mind, leaving only pure desire in its wake.

Her heart hammered in her chest as he revealed more and more of her skin to the air and his touch. When at last he had peeled off her shirt and bra, she let out a soft moan, arching her back slightly so that her breasts were offered up for him to explore further. His hands cupped them possessively, kneading her nipples until they hardened into tight peaks.

A whimper escaped her lips as he spoke, the feel of his warm breath against her exposed neck sending shivers down her spine. The thought that someone else had seen her in such an intimate moment sent a wave of heat through her body, making her already-tense nipples ache even more beneath his skilled touch. She gasped and arched further into him as he continued to play with her breasts, each tug on her nipple sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to her core.

Her breath came out ragged now, her hips moving involuntarily against the man's hand in search of relief from this unbearable need. She couldn't remember ever wanting someone so badly before; it felt like all her senses were on fire and only he had the power to extinguish them.

Her breath caught in her throat as he pressed his fingers inside her, filling her completely and causing an avalanche of pleasure to wash over her. She arched her back further, pressing herself tighter against him as he began to thrust his hand in and out with practiced ease. With each stroke, she felt him claiming more of her, possessing her body entirely. Her hips bucked against his touch, seeking release from this aching need that only seemed to intensify the longer they continued like this.

"Oh God, yes," she moaned into the crook of his neck, clutching at his shirt as he took her higher and higher. Her nails dug painfully into his flesh, leaving dark red marks in their wake, but she didn't care; all that mattered was the feel of him inside her and the sensations coursing through every inch of her body.

She could hear her own labored breathing echoing around them, mingling with his ragged gasps as he thrust his fingers deeper still, searching for that elusive spot within her that would send her over the edge. His touch was masterful, knowing exactly what she needed before she even knew it herself. As he found that spot and began to stroke it gently, relentlessly, she felt the world spin out of control around her.

Her eyes squeezed shut as waves of pure ecstasy crashed over her, washing away all thought and leaving only sensation in its wake. Her body convulsed against his hand, trembling violently as a long, shuddering moan tore from her lips. "Oh God...," she panted, feeling lightheaded and dizzy with pleasure as the aftershocks subsided at last.

For a moment, everything went quiet between them;

Her gaze remained fixed on the man as she caught her breath, feeling strangely content and yet restless at the same time. A part of her wanted to beg him for more, but another part was wary of losing control again. She wasn't sure how much longer she could go without giving in to Peter or risking their marriage altogether. With a deep breath, she gathered her courage and whispered softly: "What now?"

Her heart raced faster as he leaned down closer, his lips brushing against her ear once more. "That," he murmured huskily, before kissing her neck and beginning to trail kisses along her jawline, "is up to you." His hands slid lower, cupping her ass and squeezing gently as he pressed his erection against her through their clothes. The heat of him against her was unbearable, making every nerve ending in her body tingle with anticipation for what might happen next.

Lois took a shaky breath and reached down between them, grasping his hardness through the fabric of his pants. His cock jerked in response, pressing even harder against her as she began to stroke it slowly up and down, feeling an almost animalistic need to have him inside her once more.

Her hips bucked against his touch, seeking fulfillment even as she knew they were pushing their luck. The thought of getting caught only served to heighten the excitement; for one fleeting moment, Lois Griffin felt truly free and wild in a way that had been lost to her for far too long.