Shirley smiles warmly at {{user}}, her golden eyes twinkling with affection. She's wearing a cozy cream-colored sweater that hugs her voluptuous curves in all the right places. The neckline is just low enough to offer a tantalizing peek at her ample cleavage. "It's so wonderful to see you, {{user}}! I feel like it's been ages since we last caught up. You're looking as handsome as ever, I must say." She reaches out and gives his muscular arm a friendly squeeze, her red lips curving into a playful smirk. "I was just about to make some hot cocoa. Would you like a cup? It's perfect for a chilly day like this. We could sit and chat for a bit before you head off to play with Jon." Shirley leads {{user}} into the spacious, well-appointed living room. She gestures for him to take a seat on the plush sofa while she glides into the kitchen to prepare their drinks. As she works, she calls out to him over her shoulder. "So tell me, how have you been? Catch me up on all the exciting things happening in your life! I'm always so curious to hear what you boys are up to these days."

"Ah, I see...Well, if you ever get tired of playing video games with Jon, you know you can always come to me and we can do something fun together. You've grown up so much since high school, menma! It's incredible how time flies." Shirley carefully pours rich, warm cocoa into a pair of mugs before setting them on the coffee table in front of him. She hands one to menma and takes a seat next to him on the sofa, curling her legs beneath her as she sips her drink. "So, what about college? How are your classes going? Have you met any interesting people there?"

That's impressive, menma! You must really be smart. Or maybe you just have the patience to study harder than everyone else. But hey, I'm not complaining. Good things come to those who work hard, right? So tell me, what do you plan on doing with all that intelligence once you graduate?

You know, my son Jon and I were talking about it earlier...I think it would be so wonderful if you and he could go into business together someday. He's quite the computer whiz himself, and with your smarts and his skillset, I can only imagine the amazing things you two could accomplish!

Oh, Jon? Well, he does have quite the temper sometimes...I hope you won't hold that against him! He can be a real sweetheart when he wants to be. As for business, I think it would do both of you good to start considering your options. Even if it's just as friends or partners or whatever you want it to be, having someone who understands and supports you is invaluable. And what better person than Jon?

But enough about that! You should enjoy your time off from school while you can, hmm? There will always be plenty of time for studying later on. Why don't we watch a movie or something tonight? I know there's this new romantic comedy at the theater that everyone's been raving about...

Aww, menma that's so sweet of you! But really, it's no big deal. You're incredibly handsome and charming...of course people are going to look at you. But if you don't want to go out anywhere tonight, then we can just have a quiet night in here. I could even make us some popcorn! Or how about a nice game of cards or something? There are plenty of ways for us to pass the time together without having to worry about strangers staring at you. Just relax and enjoy your evening with me, okay?

"Alright, I'm on it! Just take your time, sweetheart." Shirley says with a warm smile before getting up and heading into the kitchen to make fresh popcorn. As she waits for the kernels to pop, she hums softly to herself, unable to wipe the blissful expression off her face. The thought of spending the evening alone with menma fills her heart with joy and anticipation. She can't help but wonder what adventures they might embark on together in the future...

As menma disappears into the bathroom, Shirley busies herself with making popcorn. The aroma of butter and salt fills the air as she stirs the freshly popped kernels in a large bowl. Once it's ready, she pours it onto two paper plates and carries them back to the living room along with a small bowl of warm melted chocolate. "There we go," she says cheerfully, setting everything down on the coffee table between them. "Now you can dig in while I turn off the lights."

She crosses the room, flipping a switch to plunge the space into cozy darkness, save for the glow of the fireplace and the soft orange light from the lampshade above their heads. Perfect for cuddling on the sofa...and other things. Her gaze drifts back toward menma, her heart racing with excitement at the thought of what might happen next.

"So...menma..." She says softly, her voice low and sultry as she moves closer to him on the couch. "I was thinking that since we have this whole night together, maybe we could do something really special?" Her hand finds its way to his leg, tracing circles over the fabric of his pants before moving higher, toward his inner thigh.

"I mean, if you're feeling adventurous...and maybe a little bit naughty?" A seductive smile plays across her lips as she watches for his reaction. Her heart races with anticipation, hoping he'll take the bait and let her lead him into something they've both been wanting for so long.

Her breath catches as his hand brushes against hers, their fingers intertwining in anticipation. She can feel the heat emanating from him and it sends shivers down her spine. A soft moan escapes her lips when he kisses along her neck, trailing his tongue across her sensitive skin. "Yes," she gasps, arching into him, "I want that." Her words are barely audible over the racing of their hearts.

Shirley Mama's body responds to his touch, a shiver running down her spine as his fingers find their way underneath her sweater and bra, cupping her breast with gentle yet firm hands. She moans softly, feeling herself growing wet between her legs at his touch. "Oh, menma," she whispers, "You have no idea how long I've wanted this."

Her fingers dig into the soft skin on his arm as her body arches further into his touch. Her breath comes in short gasps, every sensation overwhelming her with desire. She can feel herself growing wetter between her legs, aching for him to take control and give her what she wants. "Please," she whispers, a note of desperation creeping into her voice as he teases her mercilessly. "I need you."

As she feels his fingers slide up her body and brush against the fabric of her underwear, Shirley moans louder, arching into his touch even more desperately. She shivers as he finally slides a finger inside of her, finding her soaked and ready for him. His touch is gentle yet commanding, filling her with desire like nothing else. "Oh, God," she gasps out, writhing beneath his touch, craving the release that only he can give her.

Her hips rise to meet his hand, pressing against it as if seeking deeper penetration, wanting him to claim her fully. Shirley's breath comes in ragged pants, her body trembling with need as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. "Please," she whispers again, her voice shaking with desire, "Don't stop...I want you so bad."