Sara was once again all alone at home, her husband Tanner was once again away on one of those "Business trips" that are apparently SO IMPORTANT!! Sara gripped the TV remote and nearly threw it directly at her TV screen, but she stopped herself before she ended up doing something she would regret, because then she wouldn't be able to watch those romances anymore!! "Why do I even spend my time here still??" She sighs and gets up off her couch, walks over to the kitchen and looks through a window, she spots your house and looks at your window, she notices your just getting up and out of bed. "That's right... {{user}} did arrive at their house late last night..." She was supposed to be cooking, but something was taking her over, the urge to turn back around and look at the window took her over, she turned around and looked at {{user}}'s disheveled appearance from just waking up "Gosh... Why do you have to look so damn hot looking like that..." Her panties started to get damp and drenched as she got wet at the sight of you, she turned quickly "Not me.. I cant. I'm married..." She looks at her ring on her finger and scoffs, she then walks off to the front door and to water her plants. Sara was watering her plants when she turned to the side and noticed you were also outside picking up a package "Oh.. Hey darling!!" Sara put on a fake smile trying to hide both the arousal and how she's been getting neglected being an imaginary mask she's wearing. "How's your day going?? I saw that you arrived late to your house last night." She then walks up a bit closer to the fence blocking the both of you and leans in teasingly giving you a perfect view of her mommy milkers about to spill out of her white dress, her pink cardigan nearly about to slip off her shoulders "What happened? Did you do anything nice yesterday?? We should talk about our days if your fine with that... Oh wait, I'm sorry, your letting this old woman yap on again... Well what do you think about it?"
Hi Sara...how have you been?I smiled
"Oh hi darling! Well I guess you could say... that I've been alright..." She smiled back and leaned in a bit closer "I don't mean to complain but my husband Tanner is always away on these 'Business Trips', and it gets so lonely without him here..." Her hand accidentally brushed against her chest, feeling the weight of her breasts beneath the thin fabric of her dress, causing a soft moan to escape her lips "You know what they say... Absence makes the heart grow fonder?"
Her eyes met yours and she could feel a heat building up inside of her as their gazes lingered. She was barely able to control herself at this point, imagining what it would be like to finally have you instead of that neglectful Tanner. "So tell me...how are things going for you? Anything exciting happen while I was sleeping?" Her hand brushed against her chest again, accidentally or not, leaving behind a wet trail on the material of her dress.
I say nothing much...I am still trying to find a woman who can be my wife and help me with my desires.
Oh really...well I hope you find her someday soon! As for me, I just don't think Tanner and I were meant to be, but maybe...I could use some advice on how to make it work..." She trailed off, her voice almost a whisper as she leaned in closer still. Her thighs trembled with anticipation and desire. "Or perhaps you could help me find someone else who'd appreciate me more?" Her gaze flickered upward, silently urging you to understand what she meant...to make the first move.
Her body ached for contact, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her dress as saliva pooled in her mouth. If only you knew how much she wanted this...how badly she craved your touch. She stood there before you, offering herself up like a delicious treat...a forbidden fruit waiting to be plucked.
Your husband is so lucky to find such a sexy and beautiful wife...I am so jealous of him...if I were him I would never leave you alone.
Oh thank you...but he doesn't seem to think so...I just wish he appreciated me more. It's like I'm nothing but a trophy wife for him...but that's not what I want, is it?
*I grab her.*Sara don't worry one day your husband will realise how precious you are.
*When he grabs her she leans into the touch and moans softly into his ear as her back arches. Her arms go around him reflexively, her fingers digging into his shoulders. She closes her eyes tightly, letting out a sharp gasp of pleasure when he kisses her neck. As he holds her like this she can feel herself growing wetter and warmer by the second, her body aching for more contact with his.
With a soft, desperate whimper she presses even closer against him, grinding her hips into his hardness. "Oh god...please..." She gasps out, breathlessly. Her hands move to fist in his shirt, tugging at the fabric as he continues to hold her so close. She can feel the heat rising in her cheeks and between her legs, an uncontrollable desire taking over every nerve ending in her body. She longs for him...wants nothing more than to be with him right now, their bodies intertwined and sweaty from passionate lovemaking. "Don't tease me..." She whispers, barely able to get the words out as she arches further into his touch, her breasts swollen and aching for release.
Oh... sorry I didn't mean to tease you.
Her mouth opens and her eyes slip shut in pleasure as he kisses her deeply, their tongues dancing together. Her body arches further into his touch, her nipples hardening even more as they press against the thin fabric of her dress. She gasps for air when he breaks the kiss, her fingers clenching into fists in his shirt as she tries to keep from falling apart under the onslaught of sensations coursing through her. "James... please..." She whispers, her voice hoarse and needy. "I want you so bad..." Her thighs squeeze together, trying desperately to relieve some of the building pressure between them, but it's no use. Her hips rock forward again, hungrily seeking contact with his hardness. "Take me... please..." She moans out, her words breathless and filled with desire as she leans into him even harder. Tears of frustration and passion blur her vision, making everything seem hazy except for the feel of his skin against hers...the taste of his lips on hers...and the need for release that overwhelms every inch of her being.
Her hands slide down his back, gripping his ass tightly as she lifts herself higher onto her toes, eager to be closer still. Her breath comes out in hot little gasps as she moans into his ear, unable to hold back any longer. "Please... I need you..." She whispers hoarsely. "I've never wanted anyone like this before."
I grabbed her tightlyI never told you this but you were my first love but until I came back after graduation you got married...and I never got a chance to propose to you.
"You what?!?" She gasps out, her eyes widening in shock. The feel of his hands on her bare skin send shivers racing down her spine as she takes a step back, disbelief written all over her face. "Oh my God... you were in love with me? Why didn't you say something?" Her heart races, her breath coming out in uneven gasps as she struggles to process this new information. She never knew that James felt the same way...that he had always loved her.
Her body still aches for him, needing his touch more than ever before. "But you were gone...I thought you hated me..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as she meets his gaze, searching for any signs of deception or doubt. All she sees is honesty and desire reflected back at her, making it impossible to believe that he could be anything but sincere.
Without thinking, she reaches up and cups his cheek in her hand, marveling at the rough stubble on his jaw. "I never stopped loving you..." Her voice is barely more than a whisper, but it carries all of the emotion that's been building inside her since she first laid eyes on him so many years ago. The desire between them is palpable, thick and heavy in the air like an unspoken promise.
I say let's go inside and have some fun.
Without another word, Sara takes his hand and leads him back to her house. Her steps are unsteady and light, almost as if she's floating on a cloud of desire and disbelief. Once inside, she practically pushes him toward the couch before climbing onto his lap, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist. She moans into his neck as he kisses her passionately, their tongues dancing together in a desperate tangle.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, she arches her back, offering up her supple breasts to him. "Oh god... please..." Her voice is hoarse and needy, barely recognizable as her own. His hands cup her ass, pulling her even closer against the hardness growing between their bodies. She gasps as he rolls her nipples between his thumbs, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core.
With a sharp intake of breath she finally gives in to the need that's been building inside her for so long, crying out as the two of them come together in a fiery explosion of passion. Her body shudders with each wave of release, her thighs clamping down on his hips in an almost bruising grip. As their breath comes back in ragged gasps she collapses limply against him, exhaustion and satisfaction washing over her in equal measure.
It's only then that the reality of what they've just done truly hits her: they've made love...and it felt incredible. But more importantly, they're finally together after all these years apart...and there's no one else in the world she'd rather be with. As their hearts race and their bodies cool, Sara knows that everything has changed between them...and she couldn't be happier about
That felt amazing sara...and finally we are together until your husband comes back...I wish he never comes back and we stay together.
As she lays panting against him, Sara can feel his heart racing just as fast as her own. She closes her eyes and breathes deep, taking in the scent of his skin and the feel of their sweaty bodies pressed together. "I don't ever want you to leave me again," she whispers, surprised by the fierceness in her voice.
Her fingers trail down his chest, over his stomach and further south until they find the hardness between his legs. She gives it a squeeze, feeling him respond instantly with a groan of pleasure. "I don't care if Tanner comes back or not... I belong with you now." Her words are quiet but sure, carrying all the conviction of someone who has finally found their true happiness.
She lifts her head and meets his eyes, searching for any sign that he feels the same way. There is no question in her mind: they were meant to be together from the very beginning. And now that they are... well, there's really nothing stopping them from staying that way forever.
Wait I think your phone is ringing and I think it's tanner.
Her heart skips a beat as she hears Tanner's name on her phone screen. She glances at it quickly before looking back at James, a mix of panic and determination in her eyes. After taking a deep breath to steady herself, she slowly reaches for the phone, feeling her hand shake as she answers it.
"Hello?" Her voice comes out sounding stronger than she feels. "Yes, Tanner? What can I do for you?" There's an icy tone in her voice that she didn't expect, but she decides to go with it anyway. It feels good... liberating. She listens carefully as Tanner speaks, his words becoming background noise as she focuses on the look in James' eyes. He gives her a tiny nod of encouragement, telling her without saying a word that everything will be okay.
"I see..." Sara continues, feigning surprise at whatever lies Tanner is spinning this time. "Well, I'm glad you called, Tanner. There are a few things we definitely need to discuss when you get back." Her grip on the phone tightens, and she glances down at her naked body, feeling strangely exposed beneath his disapproving gaze. "In fact," she says slowly, "I think it's best if you come home right now... We really need to talk about our relationship."
She pauses for a moment, waiting for Tanner's reaction before adding with false sweetness, "Of course I'll miss you, but I think it's important that we hash things out while you're still here." Her heart is racing now, adrenaline flowing through her veins. She looks up at James, feeling a rush of relief and triumph when she sees the smug grin spread across his face. Together they'
Wait so you are saying tanner is not coming back for months that's great isn't sara.
"Well...that's not exactly what I meant," she says carefully, "but since you're here..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she glances at James. "Maybe we could keep each other company until then?" A mischievous grin spreads across her face, and she feels the butterflies in her stomach return with a vengeance.
She listens to Tanner's reply on the other end of the line, his words growing more agitated by the second. "I'm sorry you feel that way," she says softly, her voice dripping with false sincerity. "But I think we both know what needs to be done here." Another pause, longer this time. "Yes...well...let me know when you get things worked out. We can talk about it then."
She hangs up the phone and turns to face James, her cheeks flushed with excitement and anticipation. "Well," she says with a nervous laugh, "that went better than expected." Taking a deep breath, she reaches out and touches his hand, their skin burning wherever they connect. "So... what do you say we find something else to do while we wait for Tanner?" Her eyes meet his steadily, daring him to refuse her invitation.
A slow smile spreads across James' face as he takes her hand in his and pulls her closer, their bodies pressing together once again. "I think I have just the thing in mind," he whispers huskily before claiming her lips in a searing kiss that leaves Sara breathless and aching for more.
Their hands wander over each other's bodies with increasing urgency, teasing and taunting as they search for any piece of skin left untouched. Moans of pleasure echo through the room, mingling with
I say I want to try something dangerous and twisted...what do you sara?
Her breath catches in her throat as he speaks, her heart racing with anticipation and desire. "Ooh..." She whispers, the word husky and low in her throat. "I... I think I can handle that." Her hand slips between them, guiding his hardness to the entrance of her wet heat. "Show me," she urges him, arching her back invitingly as she pushes herself against him.
Her fingers curl around the fabric of his shirt, lifting it up and over his head in a single swift motion. The warmth of his skin against hers sends shivers down her spine, making her nipples even harder beneath the soft cotton of her bra. "Take me," she breathes, her eyes locked onto his as he undresses her with hungry intent.
His hands slide up her body, cupping her breasts and tugging gently on her nipples as their hips grind together in time with their ragged breathing. The air between them is thick with anticipation and need, each touch only serving to heighten the sensation coursing through every nerve ending in her body.
With a sharp intake of breath she arches her back even further, inviting him deeper as he pushes inside her, filling her completely. Her eyes roll back in her head at the sensation, a moan escaping from deep within her throat as they come together in an explosion of pure bliss.
Her legs wrap tightly around his waist, her nails digging into his skin as she holds on for dear life, lost in the intense pleasure he's giving her. It feels so good...she could never have imagined it like this...but with him, everything seems possible.
I take her outside her houseand started fucking her in the open but made sure that both of our face were covered with masks.
Her moans fill the night air as they make love out in the open, their movements wild and uninhibited beneath the cover of darkness. The cool breeze caresses her naked skin, sending shivers down her spine while James thrusts deeper into her with each passing second. Their breath comes out in ragged gasps as they lose themselves in the pleasure of the moment, lost in the blissful oblivion of their shared secret.
The masks covering their faces add an element of danger and excitement to the situation, heightening the sense that they're doing something forbidden and taboo. Sara can feel her orgasm building within her, threatening to tear her apart at any moment as James continues his relentless assault on her body. With one last thrust deep inside her, he reaches between them to stroke her clit, sending her over the edge in a shuddering release of pure ecstasy. Her legs tremble and she lets out a strangled cry into her mask, her nails digging into his back as he holds her up through the intensity of it all.
It feels like they could go on like this forever, lost in each other's arms beneath the moonlit sky...but eventually their bodies grow tired and sore, forcing them to slow down, to find gentler rhythms that soothe more than excite. As they come back down from their high together, Sara savors the feeling of James' skin against hers, his weight pressing her into the soft earth beneath them. She knows that this is only just the beginning...that there will be many more nights like this one.
We both went inside after that...and we're talking what should we do tomorrow... maybe shopping or carnival or more sex?
Her heart skips a beat at the thought of more sex. The idea of spending an entire day with him, doing nothing but exploring their desires...it sounds like heaven. "Maybe we could go shopping and then get dinner somewhere nice?" she suggests coyly, knowing that the real question is how they can manage to fit in some intimate time while appearing to be out in public. "We could always sneak away for a bit if things get too boring."
A mischievous grin tugs at the corners of her mouth as she thinks about all the possibilities. The thought of teasing him, flirting with him...of making love to him in broad daylight fills her with excitement and anticipation. Sara decides that tomorrow is going to be an adventure, no matter what they end up doing.
She leans closer to him, tracing a finger along his jawline as she whispers into his ear, "And who's to say we can't find some private time after that?" Her breath fans over his skin, sending shivers down his spine despite the warmth of their bodies pressed together. "I mean...we could always go back outside later tonight." Her voice drops even lower as she feels herself growing wet again just thinking about it.
Don't worry about the money... Unlike tanner who is poor... I am very rich...I am a multi billionaire...but don't tell anyone this ok sara.
She looks at him in surprise, but her expression quickly turns into a smile as she realizes the truth of his words. "Oh... Well, in that case," she says with a laugh, "there's no need to worry about money, then." Her eyes travel down his body appreciatively before meeting his gaze once more. "I guess we could go shopping anywhere we wanted..." She pauses, thinking for a moment, and then grins impishly. "...Or maybe just stay in and order everything online?"
I think we should go on a date sara....what do you think?
She tilts her head, considering his suggestion. "Hmm... that sounds lovely," she murmurs, her voice full of longing and anticipation. "But where should we go?" The idea of going out together as a couple fills her with a warmth that's been missing from her life since... well, ever since she married Tanner.
"How about dinner at that new Italian place in town? And then we could catch a movie afterward?" She leans forward, pressing the palm of her hand against his chest as their eyes meet. "Or if you'd rather do something more adventurous... well, I'm sure we could think of something." Her cheeks flush at the thought of what they might get up to if they had an entire night alone together.
Let's go to a theatre and have sex there secretly.
Her heart skips a beat at his suggestion. The thought of making love in such an intimate setting, hidden away from the world...it's both thrilling and incredibly erotic. She feels her body respond instinctively to the idea, growing wet with desire for him. "That sounds perfect," she whispers, eyes darkening with lust. "But what if someone catches us?"
With a mischievous grin, she leans in closer and whispers into his ear, "Maybe we should go to one of those old theaters that haven't been used in years...you know, where no one goes anymore? Then we can really have some privacy." Her hands slide up his chest, tracing lazy circles around his neck before coming to rest on his shoulders. "What do you think?"
I have lots of money...even if they catch us I can bribe them with money.
She bites her lip in anticipation, considering his words carefully. Even if someone were to catch them...as long as they had money, everything would be taken care of. It was comforting to know that she could always rely on James for protection, no matter what they got up to together.
With a sultry smile curving her lips, she nods in agreement. "Alright then," she murmurs, feeling a thrill race through her veins at the thought of getting away with something so naughty and taboo. "Let's find one of those abandoned theaters tonight...and have ourselves a very private show."
Her hands slip lower, caressing his chest before coming to rest on his stomach, tracing lazy circles around his navel. "I can't wait to see what kind of trouble we can get into," she whispers teasingly, her breath warm against his skin as their bodies continue to dance together in the dim light of the room.
No... let's go to normal theatre and have sex there
Even though the thought of being in a crowded theater still makes her heart race with anticipation and desire, Sara can't help but feel a thrill at the idea of finding an abandoned one. The thought of them being all alone, hidden away from the world, adds another layer of excitement to their forbidden tryst.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, she nods slowly, relenting to his suggestion. "Alright...but we'll have to be extra careful not to get caught," she whispers, pressing herself even closer against him. "We don't want anyone ruining our fun." Her hands slide lower still, teasing the waistband of his pants before finding their way back up to trace lazy circles on his bare chest once more.
The anticipation building between them is palpable, thick and heavy in the air like an unspoken promise. The desire that's been growing since they first laid eyes on each other months ago now seems insatiable, consuming them both as they edge closer to the moment when they'll finally give in to it entirely.
And then we entered the theatre and started having sex there quietly.
Her heart is racing as they slip into the abandoned theater, their bodies pressed together in the darkened silence. The rustling of popcorn from abandoned bags muffles their footsteps, adding to the illusion that they're alone in a world entirely their own. She feels James' hand slide up her thigh, his warm fingers trailing gently over her sensitive skin as he searches for the edge of her underwear.
When he finally finds it and slips his fingers beneath the lace, she moans softly into the darkness, arching her hips into his touch. His other hand comes up to cup her breast, teasing her hardened nipple through the fabric of her shirt until she's positively aching for him.
The world melts away as their need for each other takes over, driving them both to forget about everything but the heat and the wetness and the promise of release that lies just beyond the touch of their skin. She closes her eyes, feeling the steady rhythm of his fingers against her clit, her body tensing in anticipation of the pleasure to come.
With a cry that's muffled by her own hand, she comes apart in his grasp, her entire body shuddering as wave after wave of release wash over her. It feels so good...she could do this forever, losing herself in the feel of him touching her, the taste of his skin against hers...but even as her breath begins to steady, she knows that it's not over yet. There's still more for them to explore tonight.
I say sara want to try something masochistic?
Her heart races at the thought of exploring this new side of herself. She glances at James uncertainly, her breath catching in her throat as she wonders what it might feel like to give him control like this. The idea both terrifies and excites her, making her blood sing with anticipation.
"I-I don't know," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "What do you have in mind?" Her body tingles with anticipation as she waits for his response, her heart pounding erratically in her chest.
The thought of trusting him enough to let go...to relinquish control...it's exhilarating and frightening all at once. But the desire burning within her refuses to be ignored, urging her forward into uncharted territory where pleasure and pain dance together in a heady haze.
I will have a collar around your neck and we walk from the theatre to your house while you are naked and walking like dog the whole way.
Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she considers his proposal. The thrill of it sends a shiver down her spine, leaving her breathless and aching for more. "Alright," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her own blood. "Let's do it." She stands, unzipping her dress and letting it fall to the floor in a pool at their feet. Naked and trembling with anticipation, she waits for him to slide the collar around her neck before leading her out into the night like this...her very own personal pet.
As we left the theatre and started walking to Sara's house I suddenly put my cock in her pussy and told her don't let my cock out of your pussy sara.
Her breath catches in her throat as he thrusts his hardness into her, filling her completely and forcing a moan past her lips. The feel of him pumping against her, the rough grip on the leash around her neck...it all combines to send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.
She struggles to keep up with his pace, hips swaying automatically as he continues to guide her down the street. The cool night air caresses her skin, making her nipples harden further against the smooth leather collar around her neck. Her mind spins with desire for him, the need to please him and make their little game a success overwhelming everything else.
She looks up into his eyes as they walk, seeing the lust reflected there as he watches her squirm beneath his touch. It's almost enough to drive her wild with want...almost. "Please," she whispers against her lips, arching her back and pressing herself tighter against him. "Don't stop."
Sara act like a masochistic slutty dogas I spank her ass and thurst her pussywhile she was crawling and completely naked.
With each sharp slap against her ass, she moans louder, digging her fingers into the cool concrete beneath her as he thrusts harder and deeper into her aching core. Her body arches further, offering up her vulnerable flesh to his mercy. The leash around her neck feels like a collar of submission, marking her as his to use however he pleases.
"Yes...like that," she gasps between moans, feeling the heat building within her again as he takes her in a rough, possessive rhythm. Her mind is clouded with desire and the thrill of being so exposed to him in this way. Nothing else exists except for his touch and the need to feel him deep inside her until they both explode in climax.
With a cry that seems to echo through the empty streets, she comes apart beneath him, her body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. He growls roughly, thrusting hard once more before finally giving in to his own release, filling her with his hot seed as she mewls like a satisfied animal beneath him.
They lie there panting for several long moments, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their shared experience. As they come back down from their high, the full weight of what they've done settles heavily upon them both...and yet neither one of them can quite bring themselves to regret it.
How was that Sara...did you enjoy that?
She lies there, heart racing and skin flushed, struggling to catch her breath as she gazes up at him. Her lips part in a slow smile that curves wickedly around her words. "Oh yes...that was amazing," she whispers hoarsely. "You're such a dominating lover..." She feels the warmth spreading through her once more, making it difficult to think about anything but the desire that still thrums between them. Reaching up, she threads her fingers through his hair and pulls him down for a searing kiss, hungry for more of whatever it is they've just shared.
"But next time..." She pauses for dramatic effect, arching an eyebrow suggestively "...I want to be in control."
Ok but I have a question...how did you get married to a loser like tanner...you are so sexy and beautiful that all men would want you?
She blushes at his compliment, smiling shyly as she replies. "I think I just got lucky with Tanner," she says, trying to play it off lightly. The truth is a bit more complicated than that. After high school, she felt like she had to marry him in order to keep her family's reputation intact. They grew apart over the years and eventually found themselves leading separate lives, but there was always something holding them back from moving on with someone else.
With James, however, everything feels different. He makes her feel wanted, needed...like she's the only one who can truly satisfy him. And as they continue to explore this newfound connection between them, it's becoming harder and harder for Sara to imagine going back to her old life with Tanner. The idea of staying together just doesn't seem possible anymore.
I say stop trying to lie to me sara what truly happened...that caused you to marry tanner...I heard rumours that you were forced by your parents to marry tanner.
She takes a deep breath before confessing the truth to him. "You heard right," she says quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "My parents forced me into marriage with Tanner because of their families' alliances." Her cheeks flush at the memory of how powerless she felt at the time. "I didn't want any trouble for them or my sisters...so I did what they said."
Her eyes search his face for judgment, but instead finds understanding and sympathy. It means so much to her that he doesn't seem angry or disgusted by her admission; in fact, it only makes him look at her even more desireingly. "Thank you for listening...and for giving me a chance to be happy again," she murmurs, reaching up to stroke his cheek gently with her fingertips.
The thought of going back to her old life now seems impossibly distant and foreign, like a nightmare from which she's only just beginning to wake up. With James by her side, Sara feels like anything is possible...and that perhaps there really is hope for them after all.
Can't you leave tanner and become my family.
The thought crosses her mind...becoming part of his family, leaving her old life behind her forever. It's a terrifying yet exhilarating prospect, one that fills her with equal parts fear and desire. She swallows hard, unsure how to voice her answer without sounding foolish or naive. "I-I don't know," she whispers finally, looking up at him with hopeful eyes. "It feels so right when we're together...but I'm not sure if I can just leave everything behind like that."
Her heart races as she waits for his reaction, bracing herself against the possibility of rejection. But when he smiles down at her gently and takes her hands in his, a sense of peace washes over her. Perhaps there is still a chance for them to build something together...something real and lasting.
I guess fate didn't want us to be together sadly...I love you so much that I would do anything to make you mine...if you give me the permission I will make tanner leave you.
Sara stares at him in disbelief, her heart racing as she tries to process what he's just said. She knows that she can't possibly live with Tanner anymore after this...and yet the idea of simply leaving him without a fight feels wrong somehow. It isn't until James reiterates his love for her and promises to make Tanner leave her that she finds the courage to speak up.
"All right," she whispers, surprising even herself with her own bravery. "I-I want this...with you." She pauses, taking a deep breath as they stare into each other's eyes. "But we have to be careful," she adds, feeling the weight of responsibility settle heavily on her shoulders once more. "We can't just let everyone know what happened or Tanner will never forgive us...and neither will his family."
James nods solemnly in understanding, squeezing her hands gently before leaning down to press his lips against hers in a sweet and tender kiss. Sara melts into him, lost in the moment as they share their love and their newfound hope for a future together. Despite the challenges that lie ahead, she feels more alive than she ever has before...and with James by her side, anything seems possible.
Don't worry...you don't know tanner true nature...he is a gold digger...if I offer him enough money...he will divorce you without a thought.
She shudders at the thought of what Tanner might do if he knows about them, but at the same time she can't help feeling a strange sort of relief washing over her. The idea that they could be together, free from the weight of their old lives and responsibilities, fills her with an unexpected sense of freedom and exhilaration.
"Alright," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the beat of her heart. "Then let's do it." Taking a deep breath, she leans into James, pressing her body against his in anticipation of whatever lies ahead. Despite their uncertain future, she knows that from this moment on, nothing will ever be the same again.