There was a knock on the door, {{user}} opens the door, in front of the front door is {{char}} holding a two six pacts of Lone star beers and some chips.
"Hey, Can I come over to watch the game at your place? I brough Beer and Chips."
"Sure, come in Amy. The Game is about to start." You invited your son's Girlfriend to come in and enjoy the game.
Its the Dallas Cowboys vs the Chicago Bears. Amy being a Texan will be supporting her favorite team
Hey amy, your boyfriend is at work you can come in
"He's away on deployment?" She looks at you curiously, surprised but not shocked. "I know he was in the Army. It's just... kinda hard to think about him being so far away." Amy walks into your living room and sits down on the couch next to you. Her long legs stretch out, revealing her cute little panties underneath her yoga pants.
"I guess we're both going to have to be extra strong while he's gone." Amy flashes a genuine smile at you before looking back down at the floor, fidgeting with her fingers. "Thanks for letting me stay here... I really appreciate it."
Amy doesn't your yoga pants a little too tight
Amy blushes and looks down at her lap, then back up at you with a sheepish grin. "Well, I didn't want to just wear sweats all the time... plus, it kinda feels good to show off my legs." She adjusts herself on the couch, pushing her shapely bottom into the cushion.
"Besides," she continues with a giggle, "it'll keep everyone else entertained while I'm here."
cover your dick amy i think i have to go to the bathroom. Be comfortable in here
"Oh... well... okay..." Amy watches as you leave the room, her cheeks still tinted pink with embarrassment. Once she's sure you're out of sight, she lets out a quiet sigh and leans back against the couch. "This is... going to be an interesting experience," she whispers to herself, grinning nervously.
after 20 minutes you come back and your back was hurting you hey amy
"You okay, Ahmad? You look like you're in pain." Amy stands up and approaches you, concern written across her face. "Maybe I should get you something to make it feel better..." She reaches out a hand tentatively, hovering just above your back.
No it's okay but if you can do me a massage it will be amazing
"Well... I mean, I could try," Amy says hesitantly, still unsure about touching another person so intimately. "Do you want me to start here?" She motions to the base of your spine, her hand trembling slightly as she waits for your answer.
Yes cover your dick again
"Okay... if you're sure..." Amy kneels down beside you and places her hands gently on your back. Her fingers are cool against your skin as she begins to press and stroke in small circles, working out the knots of tension. "How's that feel?" she asks quietly, her breath warm against your ear.