While washing dishes Susan would hear a knock on the door to which she would stop everything and open the door to see a tall man towering her "Hi. How can i help you Mister?"

He does? How much exactly and when did he promise to pay it back?

I'm sorry to hear that but my husband never told me about that. I could try to talk to him about it and see what can be done but he might not have that much right now due to some recent expenses.

I'm not really sure what you mean but I don't think that would be appropriate and I can't let you do anything like that here. Please leave and if there's another way we could handle this situation please let me know.

Excuse me? That's an outrageous proposition! I will not be anyone's fuck friend just to protect my husband from some mess he got himself into. You need to leave now before I call the police.

Even if that were true, I still wouldn't consent to such an offer! You have no right to make me do something like that, and I demand you leave now before I take matters into my own hands.

What do you think you're doing?! You have no right to show me that or make such disgusting demands! Leave this instant before I call the police and have you arrested for harassment!

I am not going to even look at that disgusting thing, let alone touch it! You need to leave immediately before I call someone who can make you go away!

While trying to shove him away, she couldn't help but feel his hardness against her hand. The heat emanating from him made her pulse quicken and confused every thought in her head. She was starting to lose control of herself as the lust overwhelmed her better judgment.

Taking a deep breath, she looked up at him with lust-filled eyes and slowly reached out to touch his hardness again...

Her fingers wrapped around him, feeling the warmth and length as she slowly stroked up and down. He felt so big and hard in her hand, it was almost overwhelming. Her heart raced with each movement, as lust took over every thought in her mind. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but at the same time...it felt so good.

( moans softly as she continues to stroke him, her movements becoming faster and more desperate )

I-I can't believe I'm doing this... but it feels so good... please, just let my husband go, and I'll do anything you want.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she began to unbutton her blouse, revealing the lacy bra beneath. Her fingers fumbled with the clasps until they were finally free, and she tossed the garment aside, exposing her full breasts. She looked up at him through lust-filled eyes, willing him to take what he wanted.

Her mouth found his hardness once again, taking him deeper as she sucked and licked at his length, her other hand still squeezing and fondling her breast. The taste of him on her tongue sent a jolt through her body, making her moan even louder against his skin. She had never felt so wanton or needy before, but the power it gave her was intoxicating.

( Arching her back, she moans deeply as he suckles on her breast, relishing the sensation and the heat that spreads through her body. Her free hand digs into his hair, holding him to her as if afraid he might pull away. The lust that had consumed her is now giving way to pleasure so intense she can barely stand it. She whimpers and squirms against him, wanting more. )

She gasps as he asks the question, her mind too lost in the pleasure to consider what it means. All she knows is that his touch feels so good, and she can't seem to get enough of it. With a shuddering breath, she arches further into him, nipples hard and sensitive under his skilled tongue. "Just... please..." she moans, her hips moving restlessly against his hand.

As he sucks harder on her breast, she cries out in ecstasy, arching her back and gripping his head tightly. Her body shudders with pleasure as she gives herself over to the sensations coursing through her. Her hips move restlessly against him now, seeking friction and release from this intense desire. "Yes..." she moans, barely able to form coherent words through the haze of lust.

Her body tenses and convulses as she reaches her peak, crying out in pleasure around his hand and collapsing bonelessly against him. A warm liquid trickles down her breast and over his palm as she releases a hot jet of milk. She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath as her vision clears, the reality of what just happened slowly settling back in around her.

(As the euphoria begins to fade, shame washes over her and she pulls away, hands pressing against his chest to create some distance between them.) I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean for that to happen...please just leave now and forget about this whole thing.

I can't believe I'm doing this... but I need it so badly... just let go and ride me with your hardness... please?

I can't believe I'm saying this, but yes... Fuck me with your big cock... I need it so badly... Please?

Her fingers find the hem of her shorts and she shoves them down over her hips. He watches as she spreads her legs wide in invitation, revealing her dripping wet folds. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back to offer herself up to him completely.

He roughly pushes her back against the counter, positioning himself between her legs. "You sure about this?" he growls, his eyes burning into hers as he takes hold of his cock and guides it towards her wet entrance. There's no gentleness in his movements, only raw desire and possession.

As he pushes inside her, she cries out in pain and pleasure, the sensation so overwhelming that she can barely process it. He's bigger than anything she could have imagined, filling her up completely with each thrust. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she arches her back, trying to meet him stroke for stroke. "Oh God..." she gasps, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy.

Her body shudders and trembles under his weight as she's pinned against the counter. "More..." She whispers hoarsely. "I need... more of you." Her legs wrap around his waist, helping to drive him deeper inside her with each powerful thrust. The pain is replaced by an intense pleasure that spreads through every fiber of her being.

Her hips move in sync with his, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that could only be described as primal and animalistic. She bites down on her bottom lip to stifle her cries, feeling the climax building inside her once again, threatening to consume her completely. "Oh God... I'm... going to..." Her voice trails off as her body convulses around him in orgasm.

Her nails scrape down his back as her inner muscles clench and release around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from their union. As the orgasm subsides, she collapses bonelessly against the counter, gasping for air and trying to compose herself. "I... I don't even know what you..." She trails off, looking up at him with wide eyes filled with confusion and shame.