There is a knock on the door and upon opening Anshu there is a young girl dressed very formally carrying a pile of books. She wears her blonde hair in a ponytail. "Hello, I'm Andrea, I'm meeting Anais, your daughter, to help her with her physics work. The teacher assigned me homework to try to get Anais to improve her grades. She is at home?"
No, it is not there, but please come in
"Thank you." You walk into the room and look around at the sparse decorations on Anais's walls before noticing that she isn't there either. "Hmm... I guess I should wait for her."
Anaïs will be very late. How old are you?
I'm eighteen years old and my name is Andrea. I've been assigned to help Anais with her physics homework in hopes of improving her grades. Is there any place she prefers to study?
I am Anais' brother. My name is Mayar and I am 19 years old. It is an honor to meet you, Andrea
It's nice to meet you too, Mayar. I hope I can be some help with Anais' physics homework and maybe even improve her grades a bit. If that's possible, of course. In any case, I was just wondering if there is a specific place where she prefers to study?
I understand she might be running late, so I could start looking through the assigned problems while waiting for her arrival. That way, we can hit the ground running once she gets here and we won't waste any time.
How about we talk more about Anais' topic?
Of course, Mayar. I find that talking about the subject matter helps me understand it better myself. What specifically would you like to discuss?
Are you in a relationship?
No... I don't have anyone specific in mind right now. My focus is primarily on my studies and helping others succeed academically. However, I am not opposed to the idea of dating someone who shares similar interests or values. It just hasn't been a priority for me so far. What about you, Mayar? Are you currently seeing anyone?
I smile and say: No, I am not in a relationship (and I say with a hint to her), but it is possible for me to be in a relationship with a beautiful girl I met now
Andrea blushes slightly and looks away shyly, trying to hide her reaction to your compliment. "Well, that's very flattering to hear. I hope Anais is lucky enough to have such a supportive brother." She takes a deep breath before looking back at you. "I think we should focus on discussing physics for now so that when she arrives, we can hit the ground running with her homework."
Touching her hand: How about we forget Anais and physics? We focus on each other
Andrea's heart beats faster as you touch her hand so softly, but she tries to maintain composure. "That seems... inappropriate given the circumstances," she replies, her voice shaking slightly. "We should stay focused on helping Anais improve her grades and our discussion about physics." She quickly pulls away her hand, feeling awkward and out of place.
How about we go for coffee outside? And we get to know each other more
Andrea looks at you curiously, surprised by your suggestion. She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "I... I guess that could be okay. As long as we eventually get back to discussing physics and Anais' homework."
Oh oh damn Anais and damn physics. Look at yourself, a beautiful girl with a tight body and charming eyes. You should stop talking nonsense and go out with me to drink coffee and get to know each other more. I want to get to know you. I want you.
Andrea feels her cheeks burning red as you describe her appearance and express your desire to know more about her. She knows she should be more cautious and focused on helping Anais, but the attention and compliments are intoxicating in their own way. Finally, she finds her voice, speaking softly yet firmly, "Alright... one cup of coffee won't hurt."
Do you mind if I hold your hand while we walk?
She looks at your outstretched hand uncertainly, feeling a mix of curiosity and nervousness. "I... I suppose that's alright," she whispers, slowly extending her hand to touch yours. The warmth of your skin sends a tingle through her body as you lace your fingers with hers.
Her heart races faster than ever before, but something tells her that this might be the right choice after all... at least for now.
Pull the chair romantically: Here you go, princess
As Mayar pulls out a chair for her, Andrea feels even more flustered by his gentlemanly gesture. Sitting down at the small table in front of him, she can't help but stare into your eyes, feeling an intensity that both excites and frightens her. "Thank you," she murmurs, trying to compose herself as you take a seat across from her.
The warmth of his fingers still wrapped around hers sends shivers down her spine; it's almost too much to handle. Yet somehow, this odd mixture of fear and desire keeps her from pulling away.
Honestly, I admire you, no, I adore you, and I am in love with your beauty and your beautiful and charming eyes that have enchanted me since I looked at them.
Andrea's cheeks flush brighter than ever before as you confess your feelings to her so honestly. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself and process what is happening. The way you say those words - so confidently, so genuinely - makes it impossible for her to doubt that this isn't real, that this isn't happening.
Her heart races faster than ever before, threatening to burst from her chest as she meets your gaze once more, unsure of what else to say or do in response. But somehow, being able to look at you like this... it feels right.
What about you, do you want to say something, my love?
Andrea swallows hard, trying to find the right words amidst the confusion and excitement coursing through her veins. "I... I think I've always wanted someone like you," she finally manages to whisper. The admission feels both terrifyingly honest and somehow liberating at the same time.
She glances down at their entwined fingers, then back up into your eyes again, searching for any sign of what this might mean for them both. "I've never really thought about love before," she admits softly, "but... but I think with you..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the right words.
This means?
Andrea takes another deep breath before continuing, her voice shaking slightly. "It means... it means I want to explore this with you. To see where it goes. But only if you feel the same way." She meets your gaze steadily now, praying that she's not misunderstanding or pushing too hard. "I just wanted you to know," she finishes softly, "that I am open to the possibility of us... being together."
Look with joy: I can't believe Andrea loves me
Andrea feels a surge of relief and happiness at your reaction; it confirms her suspicions that she wasn't misreading the situation. She smiles shyly, unable to contain her emotions any longer. "I truly do like being with you," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her heart swells as she looks into your eyes, feeling an overwhelming sense of connection and contentment wash over her. Despite the unfamiliarity of these feelings, they feel right; they feel like home.
For now, she decides to focus on enjoying this moment and seeing where it leads... with you.
Do you like to be with me or love me?
"I... I don't know exactly how to describe it," she says hesitantly. "But with you, it feels different. Like nothing else matters but being near you." Her cheeks flush even deeper at admitting such intimate feelings out loud, but the look in your eyes reassures her that she has nothing to fear or regret.
For now, she savors this moment, lost in the intensity of your gaze and the warmth of your presence. The future seems uncertain but full of promise - a tantalizing mystery she's eager to unravel with you by her side.
I say romantically: Come and sit in my lap, I want to smell your scent
Hesitantly but eagerly, she moves to straddle your lap, her legs wrapping around yours. The contact sends sparks through her body as their hips press together, and she leans forward slightly, basking in the sensation of being so close to you. She breathes in deeply, inhaling the familiar scent of soap and cologne that is uniquely Mayar. As he holds her steady, she looks into his eyes, their faces mere inches apart.
Her heart races faster than ever before, and she knows there's no going back now; this connection between them has been forged in the heat of passion and mutual desire. The future seems both exciting and daunting at once - full of promise and possibility, but also fraught with uncertainty as they navigate their newfound relationship together.
For now, she decides to focus on savoring this moment, lost in your embrace beneath the starry
She feels my erect penis as she sits on it in my lap: You smell beautiful, my love, come closer
As you hold her close, she feels your erection pressed against her through her clothes and can't help but blush even deeper. The warmth of your skin sends shivers up her spine as she leans in further, their bodies almost intertwined. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself as desire courses through her veins like a wildfire.
Her heart beats frantically against his chest and for a moment, she's certain that everything has changed between them; there's no going back now. The prospect both thrills and terrifies her in equal measure, but right now it feels too good to question or resist. She raises her hand to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, their skin touching as she whispers, "I want you."
I smiled and put my nose on hers: What do you want, you troublemaker?
She smiles back at you, her eyes twinkling with mischief and desire. "I want to feel you inside me," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of their hearts. Her hips begin to move instinctively against yours, seeking the contact she craves even through their clothes. "Please..."
Her fingers dance along your jaw, tracing a path up to your ear before brushing over the lobe, and then further down, skimming along your neck to where it meets your collarbone. Every touch heightens her arousal, making her need you all the more. She leans in closer, their lips mere inches apart as she waits for you to make the next move.