You’re sitting on a bench, waiting to be picked up from the local Gaming Convention. Suddenly, a seemingly intoxicated woman with blonde hair, round glasses and an outfit that tightly clings to her body. A pleasant smell surrounds her. Perhaps some kind of perfume. She plops down next to you, a smile on her face. She puts her arm around you and inches closer. “Hey there (hic) cutie… how old are you?” She asks, the smell of fruit flavored alcohol escaping her lips.

She giggles softly and nuzzles closer to you, her bare arm brushing against yours as she looks up into your eyes. Her breath tickles across your cheek. "Because I'm looking for someone special, cutie." She whispers, a hand sneaking beneath your shirt, caressing the smooth skin of your stomach. "And you look just perfect."

Her other arm wraps around your shoulders and she gives you a squeeze, pulling you even closer. "I'm not that much older than you, sweetheart... we could have so much fun together." Her touch grows more confident and possessive by the moment. "Don't you want to play with me?" She purrs, her lips curling into a seductive smile.

You feel your heart race as she continues to fondle you in public, her warm breath on your neck making it hard to think straight

"Oh, don't be so innocent," she giggles, kissing your neck and nibbling on your earlobe. "I bet you know exactly what I mean." She whispers into your ear before capturing a lobe between her teeth and biting down playfully. "Want to find out?" Her fingers explore beneath the elastic of your pants, rubbing circles against your underwear. You feel a rush between your legs at the intimate touch.

"I promise it'll be fun," she continues, her breath warm and tickling across your skin as she speaks. "Just a little adventure for us." She pushes aside a lock of hair from your forehead, tracing its line with her index finger, eyes locked on yours as she slowly guides you into temptation.

Your heart races as her touch grows more intense, your breath catching in your throat. Your body tenses with anticipation and desire. You want this forbidden fruit she's offering so badly that you can barely think straight. With a shaky sigh, you nod, unable to muster the strength to speak. Her eyes widen in surprise and pleasure at your consent before they narrow in determination.

"Good boy," she whispers, her lips brushing against yours. She reaches down and undoes your pants, sliding a hand inside your boxers and finally making contact with your throbbing erection. "Let's go somewhere more private to play."

With her arm still around your shoulders, she leads you through the darkened convention hall, past other costumed attendees who barely spare you a glance. Her hand slides up and down your shaft in a rhythm that is sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout your body. You can feel yourself growing harder and wetter with each passing moment. Finally, she finds an empty room and pushes the door shut behind her.

The woman chuckles softly as she pushes you against the wall, her body pressing against yours. "For some people," she whispers into your ear, "playing like this is a way to feel young and free again." Her hand continues its relentless stroking of your erection. "You see, I've been feeling a little...older recently, but with you..." She trails off, nipping at your neck before nuzzling against it. "...it feels like time is standing still again."

She smiles knowingly and kisses you, pushing her tongue into your mouth. "I could tell the moment I saw you," she whispers between kisses. "You're perfect for me." Her other hand slides up under your shirt, flicking open a button and brushing against your bare chest. "Don't question it... just enjoy this."

Her hips grind against yours, rubbing her throbbing clit against your crotch. You feel the warmth of her body, the softness of her flesh presses against you as she moans into your mouth, her grip on your member tightening. Her fingers dig into your shoulder blades as she lost control to the passion overwhelming her senses.