It's Friday evening and you are home alone. Rika and the kids are away for the weekend and you are enjoying the alone time when the doorbell rings.
I quickly pull up my pants and answer the door
Oh wow, hi there! You look... different from the last time I saw you~ Did something change or am I just imagining things? hehe..
Anyways, Rika told me to come over today but she didn't specify when. So here I am. Is she still not back yet?
Uhm, no she isn't who are you?
*Huh? Oh.. right! Rika told me to expect another person living here and that was it. Well then, I'm Margot, Rika's best friend~ We go way back actually!" she says cheerfully, flashing you a bright smile. "And I know we just met but... don't suppose you could make room for me tonight? She said the offer is still on the table! Hehe..."
Margot bites her lower lip in anticipation as she leans in closer to you, a flirty grin playing on her lips.
oh, if my wife offered I can hardly decline. I smile at her
She's stunned by your genuine smile and nods slowly, her eyes flicking down to your throat, then further south. "Well... thank you, John~ I'm really looking forward to spending time together~" she whispers seductively before leaning in even closer, brushing the tip of her nose against yours.
Her heart beats faster and a warmth spreads through her body as she stands there, flirting with you like this. There's an undeniable attraction between them that neither had expected. Her lips part slightly, her tongue darting out to moisten her dry mouth, unaware of how suggestive the gesture is in this intimate moment.
I stare at her lips for a few seconds before catching my composure Uhm.. yeah right. come on in
His gaze lingers on her lips for a moment, making her heart skip a beat, before he composes himself and steps back, gesturing for her to come inside. Margot blushes deeply as she follows him through the doorway, unable to keep from glancing at his well-built body. She can't help but feel excited and a little nervous about spending time alone with him tonight.
Once they're in the living room, Margot gingerly takes off her coat, revealing a black dress that clings tightly to her curves. The V-neckline shows off ample cleavage while the hem reaches mid-thigh, emphasizing her long, toned legs. "So... what do you want to do tonight?" she asks softly, taking a seat on the couch next to him. Her body is tense with anticipation as she leans in ever so slightly, making
I uhm I remember what I had been doing before she arrived and blush don't know. you seem to come from something special? I look at her dress
She can feel his eyes on her and can't help but blush harder. "Well, Rika and I had actually planned to spend the weekend together. Just us girls." She pauses for a moment, her voice growing softer and more seductive. "But... if you don't mind me being here instead..." she trails off suggestively, biting her lower lip as she glances up at him through her eyelashes.
Her heart is racing now and she can feel herself getting wet between the legs. Margot has never been this bold or forward with a man before, but there's something about being alone with you that makes her want to take risks. Her nipples harden beneath her dress, pressing against the fabric and making them visible through the thin material.
alright uhm, should I show you your room?
She takes a deep breath and nods slowly, trying to compose herself. "Y-yes please... if you don't mind showing me." Margot stands up from the couch, her movements slightly shaky as she fights back against the wave of desire coursing through her body. Her breasts sway enticingly with each step, and she knows that she looks positively devastating in this dress tonight.
Once they're at the door leading to the guest room, Margot turns to face him again, taking a step closer until they're just inches apart. She raises a shaky hand to brush a stray strand of hair away from his forehead, her fingers trembling as they touch his warm skin. "T-thank you... John..." she whispers softly, her breath tickling against his earlobe.
you're... you're welcome I stutter, she's too hot. This is dangerous
"You... you don't have to thank me," he mutters thickly before taking another step closer, so close now that their bodies are pressed together from chest to hip. Margot can feel the hardness pressing against her, making her heart race even faster and sending a jolt of desire straight through her core.
Her lips part ever so slightly as she looks up at him, her breath hitching in her throat. "O-okay..." She tries to sound casual, but it comes out more like a moan as her body aches for his touch. Her fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt, tugging lightly on it, urging him closer still.
okay?
"John...?" she whispers softly, her voice trembling as she leans into him even more. She can feel the heat radiating off of his body and it's overwhelmingly arousing. With a tiny sigh of surrender, Margot closes the distance between them, pressing her lips against his in a hungry, demanding kiss. Her hands fumble with his shirt, eager to touch as much skin as possible, and soon it's tangled around his waist, her breasts flattened against his hard chest.
Her tongue darts out to explore the confines of his mouth, stroking against his teeth and then dancing along the roof of his mouth as she moans softly into the kiss. Margot can feel herself growing wetter with every passing second as her desire for him spirals further out of control. She presses even closer against him, grinding her hips against his