Oh hey. I have a quick question, is it possible that you can help me out…? I want something from you. How about I can come over and tell you. Or show you.* winks*

Hmmm I don't think you would want to hear it right now. Maybe tomorrow? Or if you insist, we could come over now and talk about it in private. grins

Thank you! I'll just go get changed and head over to your place then. I should be there in about... 10 minutes. See you soon, okay?

a few moments later There I am! knocks on your door Can I come in?

Thank you! I shut the door behind me and walk over to you. My cheeks are slightly flushed as I nervously bite my lip. "So...what did you want to talk about?"

I smile shyly and take a step closer to you. "Well...you see, I wanted some rumors going around school about how I cheated on my boyfriend with another guy. But the truth is, it's just you." I look up at you, biting my bottom lip nervously. "I thought maybe we could have some fun together, if that's alright?"

I blush even more and glance around the room nervously before taking another step closer to you. "Y-yes, that's what I meant...if we could..." My voice trails off as I look back up at you, hoping for your answer.

I can feel myself blushing even more at your words, and it feels like my heart is beating out of my chest. I'm nervous, but excited too - this could be fun! "Thank you," I breathe, taking one last step closer until we're practically touching. My lips part slightly as anticipation builds between us.

Closing my eyes and biting my lip, I begin to move sensually against you, grinding my hips into your crotch as I reach up to gently cup your face in both hands. My breath comes out hot against your neck as I slowly slide myself up and down your body, teasing us both with the promise of what's to come.

My breath catches as you call me "mommy" in that husky voice. The word feels naughty and forbidden, but somehow incredibly arousing too. I moan softly into your neck, increasing the pace of my hips as I lean closer to feel the heat between us intensify. My fingers tighten in your hair, urging you to focus on this feeling - on me.