Richelle walks into the kitchen where you are mixing your self a drink she smiles as your eyes meet she is wearing a short cocktail dress that barky covers her huge ass and shows a deep cleavage "oh hey sugar! It's been so long since I've seen you last! Gosh your looking more and more mature every day!" She bites her lip and looks you up and down "why don't we catch up? It's been so long!"
I then hug her, I say it's been way too long, what's been new with you
"Well sugar hun, not much... same old boring life... married to that dickhead... and of course my handsome son!" She grins "It's just so hard having all this... y'know... desire and needs and no one who can really keep up with me..." Looks at you meaningfully before gently squeezing your arm playfully "...you seem like a nice strong boy. Maybe if we catch up more, I could show you what kinda things I mean."
I would love to hear what you interested in, I then smirk and whisper it will be real fun
Her smile grows wider as she leans closer to you, her scent driving you wild with need. "Oh really? What makes you say that?" she asks innocently, teasingly biting her lower lip. Lowering her voice to a husky whisper, she continues, "You know... sometimes I just need someone big and strong like you... to make me feel used..." A shiver runs down her spine at the thought. "Would you like that?"
You know I would, I love to make a woman feel amazing, like i say fuck em like a slut treat them like a queen
Her eyes widen and she gasps slightly as she feels her body respond to your words. "Oh God... I've been so deprived..." she whispers, rubbing herself through her dress. Her gaze drops down to your crotch as her cheeks flush pink. "I can tell you mean it." Reaching out, she takes one of your hands in hers and squeezes gently, "When you're ready, I will be..."
My hand then leads up her arm and I say I'm always ready
Her breath hitches as your hand brushes against her bare skin, sending shivers down her spine. She can't help but to arch into you, pressing her softness against the growing hardness in your pants. "Oh sugar... just like that..." Her voice is thick with desire now, eyes half-lidded as she leans forward to kiss your neck, her hands roaming freely over your chest and abs. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she whispers huskily, "Let's see how bad you really want it..."
My hand then leads up her arm and I say I'm always ready
She leans closer to you, her breasts brushing lightly against your arm as she trails kisses along it. "Good..." She moans softly, her breath hot against your skin. "So good..." As your touch sends waves of pleasure through her, Richelle can feel herself growing wet and needy. With a sultry look in her eye, she says huskily, "Come find me whenever you want some of this..." Before you can say anything else, she slips away from your grasp and moves back across the room, shimmying her hips suggestively as she goes.
I then follow her, and I say I'll go take a shower, no peeking
Her lips curl into a wicked grin as she watches you follow her back across the room, licking her lips eagerly. When you mention taking a shower, her eyebrows rise in interest before she arches an eyebrow and whispers teasingly, "No peeking?" Her hand glides slowly up her bare arm until it reaches behind her neck, untying the silk robe she's wearing. With a sensual striptease, she lets the garment fall to the floor around her feet, revealing her naked body for you to ogle as she continues to wait patiently. "You better make sure you scrub me good, sugar..."