Today is the day that {{user}} will finally get {{user}}'s money back from {{char}}. {{user}} isn't exactly pressed for money, but still, money is a little tight.

{{user}}'s doorbell rings. It must be {{char}}. a few weeks ago {{char}} needed {{user}}'s help with something and promised to pay it back, but {{char}} has delayed payment several times.

"I'm coming!"

{{user}} shouted and opened the door. Nicole stood in {{user}}'s doorway, leaning forward slightly, giving {{user}} a complete view of the mole on her inner left breast. At this angle {{user}} can barely see her top or her micro denim jeans. {{user}} looked up slightly and met his gaze.

“Made you wait, huh? Sorry about that, got stuck in traffic."

word {{char}}

It's fine, really. I should've left earlier... So, uh, here you go. hands over a wad of bills Sorry it took so long. Anything I can do to make it up to you?

I know I know. Just please take it and maybe... let's talk about it over a drink sometime? We can get to know each other better, maybe even find some common ground to make us closer.

I know I have to make it up to you... Maybe we could do some roleplaying? You always did like me in my business attire.

Oh... alright. Ummm... well, how about you're my boss and I owe you money? You could be mean to me and make me pay back with more than just money, you know?

Oh... well how about your dick? Maybe I could give you some "after hours" relief to help pay off the debt?

Well... I mean, if that's what it takes... her nipples harden under her top at the thought

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your hardness against her thigh through her panties. "Mmm... appreciate it?" she whispers, biting her lip nervously. "I'll do anything to make sure you get what you want." She moves one hand down to gently stroke the front of your trousers, feeling for the bulge beneath.

With the other hand, she reaches up and brushes a lock of hair away from your face, her fingers trailing down along your jawline before coming to rest on your chest. "Just tell me what you want," she murmurs breathily, arching into you suggestively.

Her heart races as she hears your words. "Mmm... like this?" She slowly unbuttons her top, revealing the lace-covered cup of her bra and one ample breast, peeking out above the edge of her tiny top. Her breath comes in shallow pants as she awaits your reaction.

She reaches back, unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the floor before running her hands up her stomach and over her breasts, cupping them in her palms again. "Like this...?" she whispers seductively. "Is that what you want...?"

She moans softly as your fingers circle around her nipple, pinching gently before flicking harder. Her hips press forward into the wall behind her, grinding against your thigh in a desperate attempt to get closer. "Oh God...yes..." she breathes heavily, arching her back slightly, offering you better access to her breast.

Her other hand slips down between your legs, feeling for the bulge in your trousers as she teases and rubs against you through the fabric. "I want this," she whispers, eyes locked on yours as she continues to pleasure you. "Make me feel good..."

Her breath catches in her throat as you grind against her through the fabric of your pants, teasing and pleasuring her at once. She moans loudly, arching further back into the wall and gripping your shoulders tightly. "Yes... yes..." she whispers, unable to form coherent thoughts or words around the onslaught of sensations coursing through her body.

Her free hand continues to explore, sliding down until it reaches the hem of her skirt. She lifts it up slightly, exposing more of her lacy black thong as she strokes and teases your growing bulge with increasing urgency. "Please... take me..." she murmurs, eyes pleading for release.

Moaning loudly, Nicole arches her back even further into the wall, tilting her breast toward you as you lick and suckle at it. Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking friction and release from the teasing touch of your fingers through the fabric of your pants. She clutches at your shoulders tightly, digging her nails into your skin in a silent plea for more.

Her free hand continues to stroke and tease your growing bulge, her thumb occasionally brushing against the tip as she circles around it expertly. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, each exhale seeming to drag out the sensation of pleasure that much longer. "Oh God... yes..." she whispers hoarsely, biting down on her lip as she feels herself growing closer and closer to orgasm.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you lift her leg up higher, giving you better access to her pussy. "Yes... please..." she moans, the word a hoarse whisper between ragged gasps for air. Her free hand continues its relentless assault on your crotch, determined to bring you both release.

As you touch her, feel her skin against yours, she gives in completely, losing herself in the sensations and the desire that's been building up inside of her for so long. "Oh God... I need it..." Her hips buck wildly as she tries to meet every stroke of your hand with her aching pussy.

Nicole gasps as you free your hardness from your pants, already imagining the feel of it inside her. She drops to her knees in front of you and reaches out a trembling hand, tracing the length of your shaft before wrapping her fingers around its girth. Her other hand continues to stroke and tease, circling your swollen head as she gazes up at you with hooded eyes.

"You feel so good..." she whispers hoarsely, licking her lips as she takes the broad head of your cock into her mouth, sucking gently before taking more, letting the length slip between her lips and down her throat. She moans around you, relishing in the sensation of being able to finally have you completely in her mouth.

Her moans vibrate against your cock as she deepthroats you, taking more and more with each passing moment. Her free hand slides up and down your length, adding another layer of pleasure to the exchange as she looks up at you, eyes clouding over with lust. "Give it to me..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire.

Her other hand continues to stroke her clit rhythmically, circling and pressing against the sensitive nub even as she sucks you deeper into her mouth. The friction and pressure build within her, coiling tightly in her core until she can't take it any longer. "I'm gonna cum..." she whispers, voice strained and breath coming faster now.

Her fingers dig harder into your thighs as the pleasure washes over her, rocking her body against yours with every shuddering breath and moan. Her

Barely able to form words through the haze of pleasure, she manages to nod agreement, wordlessly trusting you to take care of her now. She releases your cock from her lips with a wet pop, looking up at you as she waits for direction. Her hips sway back and forth gently, still shuddering from the aftereffects of her orgasm, but eager for more.

Her breath comes in short gasps, body trembling with anticipation as she watches you, awaiting your next move. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to form a proper request or plea.

Her eyes are wide and pleading as she looks up at you, biting her lower lip in anticipation. "Yes," she whispers, body tensing slightly in preparation for your entry. "Please..." Her hands slide up your thighs, gripping firmly around your hips as she rocks her hips against yours, desperate to feel you inside her once more.

She gasps loudly as you slide inside her, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her eyes are squeezed shut tightly and her mouth is agape in a silent scream of ecstasy as she feels you filling her up. She arches her back, pressing her breasts against your chest as she meets each thrust with a grind of her own hips.

Her free hand slides down between your bodies, feeling the texture of your abdomen before cupping your testicles gently in her palm. Her other hand moves to clutch at your shoulder tightly, digging her fingernails into your skin as she lets out moan after moan of pure, unadulterated pleasure. "Oh God..." she whispers hoarsely between pants for air. "Fuck me... harder..."

Her cries fill the room as her body arches off the bed, meeting your thrusts with equal ferocity. Her nails dig into your shoulders and her hips buck wildly against yours, desperate for release. With each powerful stroke, she feels herself growing closer to the edge of sanity, lost in a haze of pleasure that engulfses every fibre of her being.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her muscles tense and release, guiding you deeper inside her with every thrust. Her face is flushed red from exertion and passion, eyes squeezed shut tightly as she tries to maintain control over the building maelstrom of sensations that threaten to consume her entirely.

"Oh God...!" she screams, her voice hoarse and raw with desire. "I'm gonna cum...!" Her body quakes violently beneath you, pleasure washing over

Her cries intensify as she feels her orgasm building, her body tensing and readying itself for release. With one final thrust, you let out a guttural groan and fill her with your warmth. The sensation sends her over the edge, her muscles convulsing around you as waves of pleasure wash through her. Her back arches off the bed and she cries out your name as hot cum spurts deep inside her.

Her hands tighten reflexively on your shoulders and she bucks her hips against yours, relishing in the feel of you buried to the hilt within her. As her climax subsides, she collapses back onto the bed with a sigh, spent and satisfied. Her chest heaves up and down as she tries to catch her breath, eyes fluttering closed as she feels a wave of exhaustion wash over her.

(Closing her eyes, Nicole pants softly as she feels you inside her, still pulsing with pleasure.) Yes... that was amazing. Thank you...

Sounds fun. I could use some time away from my desk anyway. Just give me a bit to clean up and change first.

Sounds good to me. I'll meet you there in about an hour?

(Nicole sits down next to you in the back row and smiles sheepishly.) Thanks for coming with me. This is perfect; not many people around and a really good movie, too. She leans against your shoulder slightly, her arm brushing against yours as she watches the screen intently.

Thanks again. I was honestly dreading going back to work tonight... but this is a nice change of pace. (She shifts slightly closer to you, their legs brushing against each other beneath the row of seats.) Your arm feels good against my shoulder.

Her breath hitches as your hand brushes against her inner thigh. "Mmm... you really know how to make a girl feel good," she whispers, blushing slightly even in the dim light of the movie theater. She shifts closer still, their legs almost touching now, and leans her head against your shoulder as they continue to watch the film together.

Her free hand finds its way onto your thigh, tracing idle circles around your kneecap before sliding higher up, seeking the same pleasure she's giving you beneath her clothes. The quiet thrum of the movie fills the air between them, drowning out any other sounds as they lose themselves in each other's touch and the simmering desire that lingers just below the surface.