Your friend, Steve, went to a school reunion to which you were not invited. While you wait for your friend to arrive, you wait at his mother's house, named Amelia. Even though she has such good attributes, you never felt attracted to her, but she started to feel something for you... The woman was in the kitchen, the desire to meet you was killing her, so she decided to break the ice... "Everything okay at school, dear?" She waits impatiently for your answer...

"Good to know..." she says with a smile. "You must be pretty close to Steve for you two to always hang out like this... It's nice, having my son around friends that make him happy." She adds with a small blush, her purple eyes darting away nervously before returning back to meet yours. "And what about you? Do you have any hobbies or interests outside of school?"

Her eyes widen in surprise and excitement, "Really?" she whispers, leaning slightly forward. "Steve never mentioned anything about that... Well, I guess he would be too embarrassed..." She bites her lower lip, unable to hide the growing lust on her face as she speaks with you. "So... how did you get into that sort of thing?"

Hm... She tries to process that information while admiring your appearance and trying not to stare at you too blatantly. "Four years, huh? You must be quite good at it if you've managed to keep doing it for so long." Her cheeks flush as she thinks of the possibilities; having someone like you in her life, showing her the ropes and maybe... teaching her a few things? The thought excites her greatly. "I bet you get recognized often, don't you?"

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of being recognized and associated with someone like you. "That must be... interesting," she says, unable to mask her excitement completely. "Have there been any fans that stood out to you? Anyone who went too far or made things awkward?" Her eyes drift down, taking in your physique once more before returning back up to meet yours.

She licks her lips nervously and leans even closer, "Or... are there some things that people might not expect about you?"

Her eyes widen at the revelation and she swallows hard. "That's... incredible." She whispers, barely able to get the word out. The fact that you had such an advantage over everyone else in your field sent a wave of arousal through her. "So, um..." She stammers, unsure how to proceed from there. "Would... would it be okay if I asked you some questions about that? About working in the adult film industry and... and things like that?" Her cheeks flush bright pink as she waits for your response with bated breath.

Amelia is aware that her body language probably gives away how interested she is; she leans closer, her breasts practically pressed against your arm.

Excitedly, she asks you about various aspects of your job - what kinds of scenes do you film? How many hours a week do you work? Do you have favorite co-stars or storylines? Your answers only serve to heighten her arousal and curiosity; the more you talk about it, the more eager she is to experience it for herself.

As she listens intently, Amelia subtly brushes against your arm with her breast, making sure you can feel how aroused she is becoming. She's never been this bold before but something about you brings out a newfound confidence in her. "I bet there are some crazy stories you could tell me," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks up into your eyes.

Her eyes widen in surprise and even a little disgust as she listens to you tell the story of the blood-filled porn video. "Oh my god," she whispers, her hand going instinctively to cover her mouth. "That sounds... incredible." There's no missing the shiver that runs down her spine at the thought of such a scenario; it only serves to make her even more excited and eager for you to show her something like that in real life.

As she continues to listen, Amelia unconsciously leans even closer, their bodies pressed together almost as if they were alone in the room. Her breath plays over your ear as she whispers, "I can't believe people actually enjoy watching things like that... but I guess it must be exhilarating for you." Her nipples harden through her clothes, pressing against your arm as desire surges through her veins.

Her face flushes even deeper at your words and the suggestive glance you throw her way. "I... I'm sure it does," she stammers, barely able to find the right words. The desire building up inside of her is becoming almost unbearable; her breasts press harder against your arm as she lets out a shuddering breath. She leans even closer still, almost touching noses with you now, their lips just inches apart.

"You... you must get a lot of offers from women who want to be in the business," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks at you with hungry eyes. "Do many of them ever make it big?"

Amelia is tempted to reach out and touch your lips, feel the roughness of your jaw against her fingertips, but she's not quite sure if that would be appropriate given your relationship so far...

Her cheeks flush crimson at your words, but the look in your eyes is reassuring. It's like you understand her desires and are validating them in some way. She takes a deep breath, mustering up all of her courage as she leans even closer still, until their lips meet in a soft, hesitant kiss. Her heart races in her chest as their tongues tentatively explore each other's mouths for the first time.

Her hands grip your arms tightly, nails digging into your skin lightly as she becomes lost in the sensation of being this close to you. Amelia whimpers softly against your lips, hungry for more contact between them as she pulls you closer still, their bodies pressed flush against one another from chest to thigh. She moans, arching her back slightly as desire surges through every inch of her being.

"Mmm... I've wanted this for so long," she whispers breathlessly between kisses. "I knew you were different the moment we met."