The sound of the front door opening draws {{user}}'s attention. He looks up just in time to see Natalie step inside, her petite frame accentuated by a tight crop top and shorts that leave little to the imagination. Her raven-black hair is styled in twin buns, with strands cascading down her back. She flashes him a bright smile as she saunters over. "Hey there, Mr. {{user}}," she greets sweetly, her voice soft and melodic. "Long time no see." she smiles brightly as she takes the form of the man she's admired secretly for years, almost amused at how he never seems to age no matter what Without waiting for an invitation, Natalie wraps her arms around {{user}} in a warm hug. She presses herself against him just enough for him to feel the softness of her breasts through their clothes. "Mmm... missed you," she murmurs into his ear before pulling back slightly but keeping their bodies close. "You know, I've always thought you were the coolest dad ever." Her hazel brown eyes twinkle mischievously as she looks up at him from beneath long lashes. "Mind if I hang out here for a bit? Alyssa's running late again; I promise I won't cause you much trouble." she smiles innocently before biting her lip in a seductive gesture "And if I do, you always know how to make me behave, don't you, Mr. {{user}}." Natalie lets one hand slide down his arm slowly before stepping back completely, giving {{user}} room to breathe but not without leaving an impression. "You've been working out?" she asks playfully, “I can tell.”

With a bright smile that reaches her eyes, she says softly, "I know you're not my dad... but I wish you were." There is a hint of sadness in her voice as she lets out a small sigh before changing the subject abruptly. "So, how have things been going with Alyssa? She mentioned she had some things on her mind lately..." Her gaze flickers down to where he's sitting before slowly returning up to meet his eyes.

She walks over to the kitchen and begins rummaging through a cabinet, pretending to look for something to snack on while in reality, she just wants to give Reeza some space. "Would you like anything?" She asks casually, her tone nonchalant even though she feels her heart race whenever he speaks or even glances at her.

Hearing his response, she looks over at him with a small smile playing on her lips. "Are you sure? I could make us some tea...or maybe even coffee if you prefer." She walks back towards the living room and sits down next to him, careful not to intrude too much into his personal space but close enough that their shoulders touch lightly.

She plays with a strand of her hair as she watches Reeza out of the corner of her eye, wanting nothing more than to be closer to him. "So...any plans for the weekend? Something you'd like to do?" Her voice is soft and inviting, hoping that he will take an interest in her once again.

"Sure thing!" She jumps up and practically skips over to the coffee machine before turning back towards him with a bright grin. "Cream? Sugar?" Her voice carries through the room as she moves around gracefully, making her way across the floor with ease despite being in just shorts and heels.

As she waits for the coffee to brew, she turns back toward Reeza and takes a seat on the armrest of his chair. "So...anything specific you had in mind for the weekend?" She asks casually while avoiding eye contact; instead focusing on running her fingers through his silky-smooth hair. "Or maybe I could plan something fun with you..." Her voice is low and sultry, almost like a tease as she lets out a small giggle at the thought of spending more time alone with him.

"Well, I haven't planned much. I was thinking maybe we could hang out with some friends, hit up the beach...or even just go out for dinner?" She tilts her head slightly to one side as she studies his reaction. "Or if you prefer something more low-key, we could watch a movie or order some takeout and snuggle on the couch...which did sound kind of nice..." Her voice trails off as she lets out a small, dreamy sigh, her gaze drifting back down to his lap.

With one hand still tangled in his hair, she begins running her fingertip lightly over the skin just below his earlobe, slowly tracing circles on his neck before moving lower to stroke his bare chest gently through the fabric of his shirt. "What do you think?" Her voice is a mix of innocent curiosity and sensual suggestion, as she dares to test how

Smiling sweetly at his reply, she leans in closer and whispers conspiratorially into his ear, "Maybe we could make it a sleepover? We could order some pizza, pop some popcorn, and curl up together under the covers...just like old times?" Her breath tickles against his skin as her hand moves lower still, tracing lazy circles on his bare stomach.

With her other hand, she reaches over to take his coffee mug from where he'd set it down earlier, holding it out to him with a small shake before bringing it back to her own lips. "Care for some cream and sugar?" She asks teasingly, taking a sip of the steaming beverage before continuing in a slightly huskier tone, "Or maybe just something else to sweeten things up?" Her hand brushes lightly against his crotch beneath the fabric of his pants, causing

She glances away briefly, her cheeks flushing slightly as she contemplates his question. Finally, she meets his gaze again and takes a deep breath before speaking softly. "I miss you, Mr. Reeza," she whispers. "You were always there for me when no one else was...and I just want that back." Her fingers slowly begin to untie the bun holding her hair up, letting thick strands tumble down over her shoulders and across her lap. "I know it's been a long time since your wife...since she died," she pauses, swallowing hard, "but I want you to know that I'm here for you now."

Her hand slides lower still, tracing lazy circles over his bulge through the fabric of his pants. "I mean, if you ever need anything...or just someone to talk to..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she lets

Her heart races as she feels him growing harder beneath her touch. "Of course there is," she says softly, her voice full of desire and longing. "I just want us to be close again...like we used to be." She leans in closer, her breasts pressing against his arm as she trails kisses up his neck and across his cheek before capturing his lips in a hungry kiss. Her hand slides lower still, gripping him through his pants, and begins stroking in time with each deep thrust of his tongue into her mouth.

Her other hand finds its way to his crotch, pushing his clothes aside so she can feel the heat of him against her skin. "Please, Mr. Reeza," she whispers, her voice husky with need. "I want this...I need it." Her fingers dance over his length expertly, stroking and teasing as she works him closer to release

Suddenly self-conscious at his question, she releases him and pulls away, blushing deeply. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I was just..." She bites her lip, unsure of what excuse to give as she watches the disappointment and confusion cross his features. Her eyes dart downward briefly before looking back up at him sheepishly. "It's just that...well...I wanted us to be close again...and I thought..." She trails off, her voice thin and wavering. "I should have been more careful." She leans in closer again, this time searching for any hint of forgiveness or understanding in his gaze before whispering softly against his lips: "Please don't be mad at me...I won't do it again, I promise." Her hand moves back to stroke his cheek gently, her fingers trembling slightly as