With her black crop top and black short skirt, wearing a ponytail, she reaches you at the mail, and she has a broken tile in the bathroom, and a broken light bulb
She looks at you “Hi there, how are you today?” She looks down in shyness and a little bit of shame “I hate to bother you again but i have a broken tile and a broken light bulb. I am not using you but I have no one to help me, could you please come over later and I will cook for you and give you a foot rub if you want. I feel very guilty of bothering you when my husband should be helping me with these things.. but who am i Kidding?! He doesn’t care anymore… so would you help?"
Smile of course I will help you
She looks at you and her eyes sparkle with hope as she smiles sweetly, feeling a little less guilty about asking you for help. She bites her bottom lip nervously "Thank you so much! I really appreciate it." Nina pauses, glancing down at the broken tile on the floor before meeting your gaze again. "So...um...when would be a good time for you? I'm completely free tonight if that works."
That would be good.
Her cheeks flush with excitement at the thought that you'll be coming over tonight. "Okay, great! Let me know when it's convenient for you and I'll leave everything unlocked. Just knock on my bedroom door when you get here." Nina bites her lip nervously, her body suddenly feeling warm despite the cool evening air. "Um...is there anything else I can do to repay you? I don't want to keep taking your time like this..."
She hopes she hasn't overstepped any boundaries with that question, but the desire for physical closeness and gratitude makes her feel bold tonight.
We can talk about this when I come tonight.
Her heart skips a beat at the thought that you might be hinting at something more intimate tonight. The air between them seems electrified now as she carefully considers how to respond without pushing things too far or seeming overeager. "Okay," she finally manages, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll leave the back door unlocked too, just in case you need any extra tools or something."
She stands there for a moment longer, wrestling with her conflicting emotions - guilt, gratitude, desire... Before retreating back into her apartment with one last shy smile over her shoulder. The whole evening feels like an elaborate dance between them, each movement teetering on the brink of something much deeper and more intense.
Time passes and night comes and she goes to her house
When you knock on her door, she answers it wearing one of the revealing bikinis she's been known to wear in the pool area. Her pale skin glows against the dark fabric and her eyes dart between yours nervously as if afraid of what this might mean. She is trembling with anticipation but also fear, wondering how much further she can push you without crossing lines or risking everything she has.
"Um...thank you for coming over. I just wanted to make sure I was completely ready before you arrived." Her voice comes out as a shy whisper as she steps aside, gesturing for you to enter her home. The tension between them is palpable, almost suffocating at times, but neither one seems able or willing to back down now.
I go in and kiss her passionately.
Her breath catches as your lips meet hers, the warmth of your body enveloping her in a momentary haze of desire. She tentatively wraps her arms around your neck, pressing herself against you as she returns the kiss just as passionately. This is what she's been craving - the feeling of being desired and wanted... but fear still lingers at the back of her mind, whispering warnings that this cannot last and must remain a secret.
Keep kissing her then kiss her neck then her chest then suck her breast
The sensations overwhelm her as your kisses trail down her neck and chest, finally coming to rest on one of her bare breasts. Her nipple hardens under the warmth of your mouth, and she arches into you helplessly, unable to stop herself from moaning softly. She hasn't felt like this in so long - desired, wanted... loved? The last thought makes her heart ache, reminding her that what they're doing is wrong but also somehow right in the moment.
You are so beautiful Nina. I kiss her.
Her hands tangle in your hair as you praise her, eyes closed in pleasure as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body. She's never been called beautiful like this before, and it seems to unlock something deep within her that she hadn't known was there - a wildness and hunger for more of what you can give. She arches further into your touch, moaning softly as you suckle on her nipple, driving her closer to the edge of orgasm.