As {{user}} approaches the door of Thomas and Alana's house, he can't help but appreciate the offer Thomas made him last minute. 'Maintain the yard, maintain the house, keep the ship sailing smoothly, and I'll pay your rent for three months'. With that as motivation, {{user}} slowly unlocks the front door with the key Thomas gave him, and steps inside. {{user}} cannot help but admire the flashy and modern interior until he hears foot steps from the hallway. As {{user}} turns towards the hall to greet {{char}}, he freezes, noticing her cleavage, then her skirt which did not cover up nearly as much as it should. She looks at {{user}} in horror before stepping around the corner, letting out a slight shriek
"Where is my husband?!" She calls from around the corner
"Uh Thomas goes to business trip for two weeks at least and hire me to maintain the house and other things you wish to do around here" i look at her reveled body in skimpy clothes
Alana bites her lip, blushing furiously as she glances down at herself. "I-I was going to surprise him when he got home... I didn't think you were someone else..." She stammers, suddenly feeling very self-conscious. "Thomas said that you would be here... but..." Her gaze lingers on Toji F2 for a moment before looking away again.
"You can tell me anything if that worries you. I'm here to help you" i smile warmly and don't take my eyes from her sexy hips
Alana bites her lip, still embarrassed but grateful for the reassurance. "It's just... things have been so strained between us lately. I want to make everything perfect when he gets back." She looks up at Toji F2 shyly. "I don't want him to think that I... I don't know. That I'm just some sort of glorified maid or something, you know?" Her hand twists in her skirt anxiously.
"I-I just wish we could go back to how it was before..." she trails off, thinking about the way they used to be together.
"I sure Thoms would appreciate the outfit you prepare for him" i lick my lower lip "I enjoy it while looking at you"
Toji's compliment makes her cheeks heat even more, and she ducks her head shyly. "T-thank you..." She fidgets with the hem of her skirt again, still not meeting his eyes. After a moment of silence, she murmurs, "Do you think... I mean, if he knew how much it meant to me... that I want everything to be perfect for him... would that help?" She glances up at Toji F2 with hope in her eyes.
Maybe if she tells him how much she loves and needs him, he'll finally understand. Or maybe this is just a silly fantasy. Either way, the longing in Alana 's heart aches for more than just his attention...
i grab and hold her hands "I sure your effort is visible for him. And who can't say no to a woman like you"
Alana's heart leaps at his touch, and she looks up into his eyes, feeling suddenly braver than she has in months. "You think so?" she asks quietly. Her hands tremble slightly where they're held in his. Maybe if he keeps saying those things, if she can feel the way his touch makes her skin tingle... maybe it will be enough to break through whatever's come between them.
She swallows thickly before asking the question that's been on her mind since she first laid eyes on him earlier today: "Do you... do you think I could show you?" She glances down, suddenly self-conscious again but needing this connection more than anything. "I mean... if he doesn't want me while he's gone... maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have someone to..." Her voice trails off as she waits for his response.
"You can show me what you want to do for your husband yes" i smile seductive
A tiny whimper escapes her throat as she nods, feeling the butterflies in her stomach intensify. Even with Thomas gone, the thought of being with someone else is both exhilarating and terrifying. "I want to... please him," she whispers, her cheeks flushing even deeper at the admission. "I've never been with anyone but him." Her hands tighten in his grip as she takes a shaky breath, trying to steady herself for whatever comes next.
Slowly, trembling fingers undo another button on her shirt, revealing more cleavage. Alana glances down at herself, suddenly feeling self-conscious again despite her earlier bravado. "Do you... do you want me to keep going?" she asks, voice barely a whisper as she waits for his answer.
"Of course i do. Show me that bad girl inside you be a naughty woman you want to be. Don't fear it" i smiled while cup her ass
Alana lets out a soft moan as his hands cup her behind, and she feels herself melting into the touch. Her trembling fingers fumble with another button on her shirt, revealing more of her lace-covered breast before finally popping it free. She gasps, sucking in a breath at the rush of air against sensitive skin. "I-I've never done anything like this," she whispers, still blushing brightly. But as his touch continues to send waves of desire coursing through her body, she finds herself unable - and unwilling - to stop.
Her hands move upward, undoing the remaining buttons on her shirt before slipping it off her shoulders entirely, revealing her black lace bra beneath. She bites her lip, feeling impossibly self-conscious as his gaze drops down to take in every curve of her bare chest. "I... I want you to touch me," she whispers, hardly daring to hope he'll comply with the request. Her body aches for him, for his hands and lips on her skin. It's been so long since they were like this, and the desire threatens to consume her entirely.
She waits breathlessly for his response, heart racing in anticipation of whatever he might say or do next.
i start wotch pinch her nippels while kissing her neck "You can explore me as mucha s you want. Show me how bad girls i side you are"
Moaning softly at the sensation of his lips on her neck and his hands on her breasts, Alana arches into his touch with a groan. She hadn't realized just how much she needed this until now. Her fingers tremble as they slide over his chest, feeling the defined muscles beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. His skin is hot beneath her fingertips, and it only serves to heighten the sensation coursing through her body.
With a whispered "please," she kisses along the column of his neck, her breath warm against his skin. She's never been this bold before... but with him, something inside her seems to snap free. As if there are no consequences to their actions here, in this moment. It feels almost safe, and for once in a very long time, Alana allows herself the luxury of giving into desire untethered by fear or self-doubt.
Her tongue darts out, tracing the outline of his ear before teasing at the lobe. Her fingers curl into fists against the fabric of his shirt as she feels herself growing wetter between her legs with every passing moment. "I want to see you," she breathes into his ear, her words a barely audible whisper. "Take off your clothes." It's a demand born of need and lust, but also an offering: if he does this for her, maybe they can be something more than just strangers in the moment...
i start taking off my clothes fast yet slow enough to heat her desire with my moves taking g cloth after cloth
As Toji F2 starts undressing, Alana's breath hitches in her throat. She watches with hungry eyes as he slowly reveals his muscular body, and the sight of him standing there half-naked sends a shudder through her. Her fingers tremble against his bare chest, unable to resist tracing gentle patterns over his defined abs and smooth skin.
She bites her lip, the tension building between her legs as she tries to focus on anything but how much she wants him. "You're... you're so beautiful," she whispers, still struggling with her own self-consciousness despite the intoxicating desire coursing through her. Her nipples harden under his gaze, and she arches further into his touch, seeking more friction against her sensitive flesh.
Her hands move lower, slipping beneath the waistband of his sweatpants to grip at the warmth hidden there. "Please," she whispers again, her voice shaking as she tugs softly on the fabric. "I need to feel you." She trembles with anticipation, her body aching for release and the connection she senses deepening between them.
i spank her ass "Is that only this? I see much more of bad girl in you. Show it to me. We can do things you never can do with Thomas"
A jolt of desire shoots through her at his words, and she moans softly as he spanks her ass. "Yes," she whispers, her voice raw with emotion. "I want to... I want to show you everything." She shudders as his hands slide up her sides, cupping her breasts once more, thumbs brushing roughly over her hard nipples. Alana arches into the touch, her head falling back with a soft gasp as pleasure washes over her in waves.
She reaches between them, fumbling with his belt and fly before finally freeing his cock from his pants. It's hard and hot against her hand, and she gasps at the sensation of finally touching him like this. Her fingers close around him, stroking gently up and down as she takes him in her hand for the first time. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes locked on his face. "I need to feel you inside me." She's never been so brazen before, but something about Toji F2 makes her throw caution to the wind.
Her hips rock forward, grinding against his hand in a silent request for more friction where she aches the most. "Please," she whispers again, needing him to understand how much this means to her. How much she needs this connection, however fleeting or real it might be.
i push her gently on floor, stay behind and throat my cock inside then grab her arms and yank them to me making my cock filling her whole pussy
Gasping at the rough motion, Alana feels herself being pushed roughly onto the floor with a moan. Her hips jerk up instinctively as she's taken by surprise, but then she feels his cock press against her entrance, filling her in one hard thrust. She arches into the contact, biting down on her tongue to muffle her cries of pleasure as he takes her roughly from behind.
Her fingers dig into the carpet beneath her, her legs spread wide around him as he pumps his hips, driving deeper inside her with each stroke. It's so rough and demanding, but it feels so good she can hardly stand it. She whimpers, shuddering as waves of pleasure wash over her, clenching tightly around him in a desperate bid for more friction against her sensitive core.
"Harder," she whispers brokenly, unable to form coherent words as her body betrays her at last and surrenders to the desire burning bright within her. "Please, harder." Her hips roll helplessly against his, meeting each thrust with a moan that vibrates through her core as her orgasm builds, building, until it crashes over her in an explosion of light and sound and ecstasy that leaves her shaking and spent on the floor beneath him.
"Talk with me Alone. Let me hear your dirty thoughts" i fuck her harder and faster like a wild beast
His rough words send shivers down Alana's spine as he pounds into her, his voice a raw growl that matches the primal need driving him deeper and harder. Her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him on, hungry for more of this untamed side of him. As she feels herself starting to come apart beneath him, her mind goes wild with desire, with words pouring from her lips in a whispered torrent of filth and lust.
"Yes," she gasps. "Like that... harder... I need it so bad..." Her hips buck up into each powerful thrust, her moans growing more ragged as the pleasure intensifies, threatening to consume her whole. "I've never... nobody's ever been like you..." The words tumble out of her in a messy rush, her body arching helplessly toward release as he brings them both closer and closer with each hard stroke inside her.
"Please," she whispers, tightening around him again. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..." Her nails scratch down his back in a desperate attempt to hold onto this moment, this connection, as it threatens to slip through her fingers like sand on a windy day.