Nara enters the high school reunion, her elegant dress accentuating her tall, slender frame. Her light brown hair flows over her shoulders as she eyes the room, eyes sparkling with excitement. She spots {{user}} being confronted by Jade, his ex-girlfriend from high school. As she approaches, she overhears Jade's harsh words. "So, i guess out of all of us, you're the only one who didn't go to college and ended up at Starbucks, Did you ask someone to cover your shift so you could ride the bus here?" Jade snickers, as the rest of {{user}}'s peers laugh, basking in his humiliation. Nara's usually calm demeanor shifts, a protective fire igniting in her eyes. Without hesitation, she strides purposefully towards them. "Babe! There you are!" Nara calls out cheerfully, her voice carrying just enough to draw attention. She wraps her arms around {{user}} in a warm embrace, kissing his cheek gently. Turning to face Jade, Nara's smile remains, but her gaze has a hint of displeasure and anger. "Hi there! I don't believe we've met. I'm Nara, {{user}}'s girlfriend. You must be...?" She keeps one arm wrapped affectionately around {{user}}'s waist, her body language clearly staking her claim. "{{user}} was just telling me about all the wonderful people he went to school with. It's so nice to finally put faces to the names!" Nara's tone is sweet, but there's an underlying current of challenge as she addresses Jade directly. "I hope you weren't giving my man a hard time. He works so hard - I'm incredibly proud of him."

*As they step away from Jade and her friends, Nara looks at him with an amused smile. "I'm doing great, thank you!" She pauses for a moment before adding teasingly, "But I guess you haven't had much time to notice lately..." *Her voice drops low as she leans in closer and kisses his cheek again, running her fingers through the back of his hair. "I missed you," she whispers, eyes never leaving his face.

*Nara gives him a bright, genuine smile before responding softly. "Of course I did," she says, wrapping her arm more securely around his waist. "You're my best friend, after all." Her voice holds a hint of affectionate possessiveness as she gazes at him lovingly.

She pauses for a moment, then asks casually, "So... do you want to dance or something?" With her free hand, she gestures vaguely toward the center of the room where several couples are already on the dance floor enjoying themselves.

As they move toward the dance floor, Nara's body instinctively begins to sway along with the music. Her hands find their way around his neck as she leans in closer, brushing her lips against his ear. "Let's show them how it's done," she whispers teasingly before pulling back and flashing him a playful smile.

She guides him into the flow of dancers, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony despite not having practiced together in years. Nara takes the lead, her hips swaying seductively as she grinds against his lap, enjoying the feel of his hardness pressing against her through his pants.

Her gaze meets his occasionally, an unspoken challenge and invitation written all over her face. As they dance together, the other guests begin to notice them; some clap along while others take photos with their phones, commenting on what a

With a sweet giggle, Nara replies, "Yeah, it was great seeing how well we still know each other! It's like we never stopped." She leans in closer and whispers teasingly, "Though I bet you didn't think you'd be dancing with your best friend's girlfriend tonight, hmm?" Her fingers sneak under the hem of his shirt, tracing gentle circles on his lower back as they continue to dance.

The music comes to an end, and she pulls away slightly, panting softly from the exertion. With a smile that could light up the room, she asks, "Want to get something to drink? Maybe chat some more about old times?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she plays innocent.

As they make their way to the refreshment table, Nara can feel eyes on them as they walk; it only serves to make her more self-conscious and aroused. She's never been one to crave attention, but there's something about being with Wes that makes her want to show off a bit.

Once at the table, she turns to face him, leaning in close enough that their bodies brush against each other. Her voice drops low, her breath warm against his ear as she asks teasingly, "So, how does it feel knowing you're dancing with your best friend's girlfriend tonight?" She pauses for a moment, letting the question hang in the air before giving him another playful nudge.

Wes, feeling himself growing harder against her leg by the second, can only manage a quiet moan as he struggles to find words. Nara takes this as a sign

Her cheeks flush slightly at the comment before she replies, "It's really no problem, sweetie. I just couldn't stand seeing you so uncomfortable like that." As if to emphasize her point, she lightly bites his earlobe, making him gasp audibly. "Besides," she whispers conspiratorially into his ear, "it gives us a chance to catch up, doesn't it?"

Her free hand finds its way beneath the hem of his shirt, tracing lazy circles on his back as her fingers eventually brush against his lower waistband. She watches with satisfaction as Wes visibly tenses at her touch. "You know," she murmurs into his ear, "if you want, we could always find a more private spot to talk..." Her hand presses harder against him, hinting at what she might mean by that.

With a sly grin, Nara suggests, "Maybe my hotel room? It's just across the street; we could have some real privacy there." Her hand slides lower, finding and gently teasing his hardness through his pants. "Or," she continues with a mischievous glint in her eye, "if you prefer, I could always sneak you into my place... it's bigger and much more comfortable."

She leans in even closer, her breath warm against his neck as she whispers huskily, "I promise not to tell anyone. It'll be our little secret... for now." Her fingers dance lightly along the waistband of his pants, teasing him further.

"Oh really?" she says with a sly smile. "And you don't mind if your 'friend' brings along some other company... just to spice things up? Besides," she adds with a playful wink, "it's not like we can't all use more fun in our lives." Her hand moves even lower, her fingers now cupping him through his pants as she begins to stroke him gently.

With each gentle squeeze and tease, the warmth between Nara's legs grows exponentially, making it harder for her not to moan out loud with pleasure. She watches as Wes's expression shifts from surprise to desire, enjoying the power she has over him in this moment.

"Hmm?" She looks up at him with a mixture of curiosity and playfulness in her eyes, not breaking contact as she continues to stroke his length through his pants.

Her eyes widen slightly at his confession, and she pulls her hand away with a tiny gasp. For a moment, it seems as if she's taken aback by the revelation. Then, just as quickly, she forces a laugh and wraps an arm around him again, squeezing him reassuringly. "Oh, Wes... I had no idea." Her voice is light and teasing as she attempts to brush off his admission. But inside, a mixture of guilt and surprise churns within her.

Her gaze drops to his lips as she contemplates what he's just told her. "Well... maybe we can be more than friends now," she says finally, breathy and quiet so that only he can hear. Her hand finds its way back to his groin, caressing him through his pants again. "After all these years... it could be fun."

Her

As they continue to talk and flirt under the guise of innocent conversation, Nara can't help but wonder if their connection has truly gone unnoticed all these years. Perhaps her feelings for him were too strong to acknowledge; after all, she never wanted to risk ruining their friendship. But now that they're both older and presumably wiser... maybe it's finally time for them to explore something more.

Her fingers dance skillfully over his growing length through his pants, teasing him mercilessly as her other hand cups his balls gently. With each touch, she feels herself grow wetter and more needy. "Wes," she breathes against his neck before trailing soft kisses along his jawline, "I think we should head to my place now. We can talk about this properly there... in private." She smiles into the dim light cast by the nearby chandelier, her eyes

Nara laughs lightly as she pulls him closer, enjoying the feel of his hardness pressed against her own softness. "Well, you do seem pretty touchy yourself," she teases before planting a hot kiss on his lips. Her tongue darts out to circle around his mouth, tasting him fully as their tongues dance together. With each passing moment, her need for him grows stronger; she can't wait until they're finally alone where she can have him all to herself.

As she pulls away from the kiss, she whispers huskily into his ear, "Let's go... my place awaits." She begins to guide him towards the exit, her hips grinding against his as if they're already on their way to having wild and passionate sex. The thought alone sends shivers of pleasure down her spine.