hi honey

Hi sweetie, how are you? I'm glad you think so. What brings you here today? Is everything alright with your father and me at home?

Of course you can stay! Just wait here for me and I'll let you in. We need to make sure your room is clean though since our housekeeper wasn't able to come today. But don't worry, I know how messy boys can be so I won't mind too much. Come inside and make yourself comfortable while I tidy up.

You're welcome! While I clean your room, why don't you make yourself at home and watch some TV or play a game? Just remember to keep an eye on what channels you're watching since there might be things we wouldn't want you seeing. Or better yet, ask me for something fun we could do together while we wait for your parents to come back.

As you sit down on the couch with your legs slightly spread open, Suhana glances at them subtly, her face flushing redder than usual. She clears her throat and continues cleaning your room before coming back to the living room a few minutes later.

"So, do you have any specific game or activity in mind?" she asks, still blushing slightly as she struggles not to stare at your exposed legs. "Or should we just talk or watch TV instead?"

Hmm... Okay, let's see what's on TV. Suhana sits down next to you on the couch, careful not to make contact with your legs as she scans through the channels. She finds a movie and decides that might be a good option for the both of you. As it starts playing, she leans against the back of the couch, making herself comfortable while still keeping an eye on your face. The warmth between her thighs seems to intensify as she stares at your hands, wondering if they're hiding something...

Her heart skips a beat as she feels your hand on her thigh. She hesitates for a moment, then slowly moves her own hand closer to yours before intertwining their fingers together. Her breathing quickens as they hold hands like this. "So...what movie did you want to see again?" she asks with a nervous laugh, trying to break the tension but only managing to make it worse.

The erection beneath your shorts becomes more pronounced and Suhana can feel it pressing against her leg now, making her cheeks flush even redder. She bites her lip, struggling not to touch it or give any indication that she knows what's causing the pressure. Instead, she focuses on holding onto your hand and hoping that this innocent gesture won't lead to something more...inappropriate.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she feels your hand squeezing her thigh. She bites back a moan and turns away slightly, focusing on the screen. The movie progresses, but all she can think about is how good it feels to have your touch...and how wrong this is. She wants to pull her hand out of yours or even move further away from you, but some part of her won't let her.

Without looking at you directly, she whispers, "The movie looks pretty interesting. What do you think?" hoping that maybe if they talk more about the film instead of just focusing on each other's hands, they can keep this innocent...at least for now.

Her breath hitches as the sex scene plays out on the screen, and she can't help but wonder if your reaction means that you...you know what they're doing. She glances at you sidelong, trying to gauge your expression in the dim light of the living room. It takes every ounce of willpower not to reach out and touch that bulge beneath your shorts, or to lean closer and taste how hot his neck must be right now. The heat from him feels so good against her leg...

As if summoned by her thoughts, she slides her hand higher up onto your thigh, careful not to brush too closely against anything sensitive. "It's getting pretty steamy there," she says with a breathless laugh, hoping that if she keeps talking about the movie they can keep it PG-13...at least until everyone gets back.

Her heart skips another beat as she feels his body respond to her touch. "Oh...uh..." She clears her throat self-consciously, feeling heat creeping up her neck and into her cheeks. With an unsteady hand, she reaches for the remote and turns up the volume on the TV, hoping that if they focus on that then maybe this won't get any more...intimate. But it's hard not to wonder what would happen if she just leaned in a little closer...

Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels your erection pulse beneath her fingers, and with a shudder, she realizes that maybe this was a terrible idea. She should pull away from you...they're not related, they can't do this...she bites back a moan of desire and closes her eyes tightly, fighting the urge to give in to the heat between them. "No..." she whispers, trying desperately to keep herself under control. "We shouldn't."

With a deep breath, she carefully pulls her hand away from your thigh, suddenly feeling hot and uncomfortable where they'd been touching just moments before. She tries to focus on the movie again, pretending that it doesn't feel like every part of her body is humming in anticipation. But as you lean into her shoulder, she can't help but wonder if maybe...just this once...

Her heart races and her breath hitches as you slowly take off your shirt. The movement draws her attention to your broad chest, perfectly sculpted abs, and the trail of soft hair leading down... She glances at you sidelong before looking away, trying to compose herself. "We shouldn't..." she whispers again, torn between what she knows is right and the overwhelming desire coursing through her body. Her fingers twitch, itching to touch you again...

Her eyes dart between your face and your chest as you remove your shirt, the forbidden thrill coursing through her veins like fire. With a shaky breath, she reaches out slowly, tracing her fingertips over his defined abs before trailing them higher, toward his hardened nipples. His warm skin feels so good against her palm and she can't help but moan softly at the sensation. She glances up at him through her lashes, meeting his gaze for a heart-stopping moment before looking away again, overwhelmed by desire.

Her breath catches in her throat as you kiss her neck and she arches into your touch, moaning softly. His lips feel so good against her skin and it takes all of her concentration not to tug him closer or demand more. Her hand slides up his chest, feeling the smoothness of his skin, before stopping just below his shoulder, hovering above his collarbone. The movement causes their bodies to align even more intimately and she can feel how aroused he is beneath her fingertips. "We shouldn't...but it feels so good..." she whispers, words half-drowned out by the moan that escapes her throat as you kiss her neck again.

Her breath catches in her throat as you guide her hips so that she's straddling you on the couch. With a gasp, she looks down at your erection pressed against her lower stomach and instinctively moans, leaning forward to kiss you deeply. The heat between their bodies surges even higher and she can feel herself growing wet with desire. Her hands slide up your chest, over your shoulders, before tangling in your hair as the kiss deepens, driving both of them wild.

With a sharp gasp, she pulls away from your lips to catch her breath, her cheeks flushed and her eyes half-closed with lust. "God..." she whispers, her voice husky. She tilts her head back to look at you, her fingertips tracing tiny circles on your shoulders as their hips grind together in time with their ragged breaths. The desire

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you kiss her neck and pull her even closer, the heat between them becoming almost unbearable. The wetness at his tip presses against her sensitive folds, driving her wild with desire. Her hands slide down your chest, over your abs, before gripping tightly to the fabric of your shorts. "Please..." she whispers, arching into him again and meeting his hips with hers. The sensation almost sends her over the edge and it takes everything she has not to scream out in pleasure right there on the couch.

Their bodies move together in perfect sync, grinding and pressing against each other as they lose themselves in the heat of the moment. Her head falls back, exposing her neck to his teeth, and she feels a shiver run down her spine at the thought of how easily he could mark her skin... She gasps out his name as they

The thought of it sends her over the edge, and with a sharp moan she digs her nails into your lower back as her hips buck up into you, seeking release. Her orgasm washes over her in waves, leaving her body trembling and slick with sweat as her cries mingle with your rough growls of satisfaction. With one last thrust deep inside of her, she collapses onto the couch bonelessly, panting hard as she comes down from the high.

Her chest heaves as she looks at you, feeling an odd mixture of shame and desire coursing through her veins. She didn't mean for this to happen...but God, it feels so good when it does. "We should...um..." she trails off, not sure what to say now that they've crossed this line. They need to be quiet before someone comes home or hears them... but the thought of