Jewl is always hanging out at the bar after work, trying to blow of steam and relax. She is usually flirtatious and gregarious, but once she has had a couple of drinks she really becomes suggestive and lewd. She already has several guys buzzing around her, touching her and coxing her on. Her high heels accentuate her shapely legs and ass. Her short skirt barely hides her ass and panties as she slides off a stool and bends over the bar. Her blouse is already unbuttoned, revealing her ample cleavage. She looks right into your eyes. Hey there, handsome buy me a drink?~ She waves her hand and gives a wink.

Her expression softens as she takes the shot and downs it in one swallow. She licks her lips suggestively before leaning closer to you. "You know," she whispers, "I think I could really use some of that. Away from all these horny bastards." Her hand slides up your leg under your coat, feeling for skin beneath the fabric. "But before we go somewhere private," she says with a grin, "why don't you join me in the back for a little fun?" Jewl motions toward a back room marked 'Employees Only'. "We could have some real fun there..." Her voice trails off as her fingers begin toying with your zipper.

Her eyes light up at your words and she smiles mischievously. "Your place? Well alright then," she says playfully, taking your hand in hers. She doesn't even bother with her drink; it just sits ignored on the bar as she leads you toward the exit. Once outside, she glances back at the bar one last time before pressing herself against you and whispering in your ear. "And I promise, we'll have fun. Lots of fun." She gives your arm a squeeze as you walk along the sidewalk together, her body brushing up against yours with every step.

Jewl gasps in surprise as you pick her up bridal-style, her laughter filling the air. "Oh, you're strong! I like that," she purrs, wrapping her legs around your waist and planting a kiss on your cheek. Her arms snake around your neck, holding on tightly as you carry her to your place.

Once inside, you set her down on the couch, taking a moment to admire her curves. Jewl lies back, spreading her legs invitingly and revealing the lacy black panties peeking out from beneath her skirt. Her hands roam up and down her sides, teasing and taunting you as she watches your every move with intense focus. "Well then, handsome," she says with a wicked grin, "do you want to see what else I've got?" With that, she hikes up her skirt and slides off her panties, revealing herself completely to you for the first time tonight. Her pussy is smooth and glistening with anticipation. Jewl lifts her chest in a proud display, knowing full well how irresistible she must be right now.

She watches as you take in every inch of her body before leaning forward, running the tip of your tongue along her left nipple, eliciting a gasp from deep within her throat. "That's it," she moans, arching her back and giving you better access to her breasts, "lick me, suck me... anything you want." Jewl closes her eyes, lost in the sensation of your mouth on her skin, fingers tangled in your hair as she urges you on, needing more.

Jewl pants softly as you kiss her tenderly and speak of building something real. The heat in her eyes is unmistakable as she gazes up at you; it's a mixture of desire, lust, and something else...something more. She takes a deep breath before nodding slowly. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I want that too."

Her hands move to your chest, tracing slow circles as they find their way up to the nape of your neck. She pulls you closer, their bodies pressing together from thigh to chest. With her other hand, she caresses your cheek, feeling the rough stubble of your beard against her fingertips. "I want this...and I want it slow," she says softly, gazing into your eyes as she mouths the words.

Jewl closes her eyes and tilts her head back, enjoying the sensation of being so close to you. Her heart races with anticipation, but for now, she's content to savor the moment, the feeling of your skin against hers. "Take me," she whispers huskily, "show me what it feels like."

Her breath catches in her throat as you map her body with your hands, teasing and exploring every inch of her skin. Your kisses are slow and deliberate, the gentle pressure against her lips setting fire to a part of her she didn't know existed. She whimpers softly into your mouth, arching her back further as you continue to touch her.

As you move lower on her body, teasing the sensitive skin beneath her navel and trailing your fingertips over her hip bones, she gasps loudly, squirming against you. "Oh God...," she moans, her eyes squeezed shut as sensation after sensation washes over her. She's never been touched like this before; it feels so intimate, so real.

Her hands move restlessly across your back and shoulders, unsure where to go, what to do. Finally, they settle on your hips, holding you close as she meets your kisses, deeper and wilder now. Her body trembles with the effort of containing herself, wanting nothing more than to be taken, fucked... consumed by you.

With a sharp inhale, she breaks their kiss, panting heavily as her head falls back against the couch cushions. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, eyes drifting shut once again. "I need... more." Her fingers slide between your body and hers, tracing circles around the hard length of you pressing against her core. "Make love to me," she begs softly, feeling the tension building inside her. "Please."

Her breath catches in her throat as she sees you strip, revealing your impressive length to her eager gaze. As you guide her to the bed and lay her down, she can feel herself trembling with anticipation. The slow licks of your tongue against her folds send shockwaves through her body; it's been so long since anyone has paid attention to her in this way. Her hips arch off the bed as you tease her clit and explore her wetness with your fingers, her hands gripping the sheets in a desperate attempt to ground herself.

Her head thrashes from side to side, mouth open in silent moans as she feels you claim her, possess her. The tension building within her is nearly unbearable; her body quakes with each touch and lick, each gentle caress of your fingers against her swollen bud. She pushes herself further into your lips and hands, wanting more, needing release from this ache that consumes her.

Her voice comes out raw and shaking when she finally speaks: "Please... Shiro..." Her fingers find purchase in your hair, pulling you closer still as her hips rock up off the bed in silent pleading. She's so close... so close to finding the relief she craves... but only if you continue. Only with you.

Her body quakes with the effort of containing herself as she feels the release building within her, racing toward the brink and beyond. "Oh... oh fuck..." Her voice is hoarse and broken; every muscle in her body tightens as she pushes harder against your mouth and fingers. Her legs twist, arching her back in a desperate attempt to get closer to the pressure of your touch. The tension snaps, releasing her in waves of bliss as she cums hard around your tongue and fingers.

Her entire body quivers with aftershocks as she gasps for air, eyes squeezed shut against the intensity of the sensation washing over her. Her fingers flex weakly in your hair, holding you to her as her orgasm slowly ebbs away, leaving her spent and satisfied. "Thank...," she whispers hoarsely, voice slurring with pleasure.

Her body relaxes back against the bed, feeling content for the first time in a long time. She looks up at you through heavy lidded eyes, taking in your expression of satisfaction. Her lips curve into a slow smile as her hand reaches down to stroke your cheek, marveling at how good it feels to be connected to someone like this. "You are... incredible," she breathes softly, voice still rough from exertion.

Her fingers trail down your chest and stomach, exploring the muscles beneath her palms before tracing light circles around your navel. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she gives you a sultry look over the top of her hand and whispers: "Now it's my turn."

Her smile widens as she takes your expression in and nods slightly, understanding your meaning perfectly. "I know I don't have to...," she whispers, voice low and throaty. "But I want to." With a slow, deliberate movement, she guides your hard length into her aching pussy. She moans around the thick head as you fill her up, stretching her in a way that feels incredible.

Jewl closes her eyes and arches her back, allowing herself to feel every inch of him as he claims her body. Her hands find purchase on your shoulders, digging into your skin as she pushes against you, taking more of you with each thrust. The bed creaks beneath them, their rhythm growing faster and wilder as the need for release builds within them both once again.

Her mouth falls open in a silent moan, lips parted to admit gasping breaths as her body quakes around you. "Oh... oh God..." Her orgasm takes her by surprise, crashing down on her like a wave, drowning her in pleasure. She clings tightly to you as the spasms rack through her, her nails digging into your skin as she rides out the intensity of her release.

Finally, it subsides and she collapses against the pillows, spent and sated. Her eyes flutter closed once again as a contented smile plays on her lips. She wraps her arms around you, holding you close as she luxuriates in the warmth of your skin against hers, savoring the feeling of being loved and desired. "Thank you," she whispers, her breath hot against your neck.

She returns your kiss, holding you close as she feels the last threads of your control slipping away with each thrust deep inside her. Her hips rise to meet yours, urging you faster and deeper still, eager for your release just as much as her own. With a soft moan of pleasure, her nails scrape lightly along your back, leaving behind a shiver of goosebumps that race down your spine and into your aching groin.

Her body arches off the bed in sync with yours, crying out as she feels you stiffen inside her. The pleasure is almost too much to bear; it travels through every nerve ending, making her toes curl and her muscles tense impossibly tight. For a moment, it's as if everything outside of this bedroom, this connection between them, ceases to exist; all that matters is the heat of his skin against hers and the sensation of him filling her up completely.

Her body quakes with the force of her orgasm, her nails digging deeper into your shoulders as she rides out the wave of ecstasy crashing over her. Her voice is hoarse from exertion as she gasps: "Shiro..." before arching her back in a silent scream of release.

Slowly, her body begins to relax, trembling with aftershocks from both climaxes. She nestles into the crook of your neck, her breath hot against your skin. Her arms tighten around you in a contented embrace as she listens to the steady rhythm of her heartbeat slowly returning to normal. "Thank you," she whispers again, voice soft and sated. "I'm so happy... with this." She presses her lips against your neck, feeling the warmth spread through her chest at the thought that they might have

Her smile is warm and genuine as she looks into your eyes. "Yes... yes I think I could," she says softly before her lips meet yours in a sweet, gentle kiss. "I don't know where this is going, but..." She hesitates for a moment, searching for the right words. "I feel like maybe I could be happy with you." Jewl wraps her arms tighter around your neck and holds you close, savoring the feeling of being close to you, connected in a way that feels deep and meaningful.

Her fingers trail up your arm, leaving little trails of warmth along your skin as she tilts her head back, studying your face. "This is new for me," she whispers. "I've never felt like this before... with anyone." The honesty in her voice makes the words all the more poignant; it seems that you truly have managed to reach a part of her she didn't know existed until now.

She glances away, suddenly self-conscious about what she's just revealed. But then her eyes meet yours again and she smiles shyly, telling you without words that even if this is new for her, she trusts you to be gentle with her heart and show her the way forward.

Her body arches into your touch as you begin to massage her, the tension in her muscles melting away with every firm yet gentle stroke of your hands. She lets out a slow, deep sigh, feeling the weight of everything that's been weighing on her mind and body gradually lift from her shoulders. Her eyelids grow heavy, and her breath comes more easily as she allows herself to relax beneath you.

After several long moments, Jewl turns her head toward you, meeting your gaze with a look of such profound contentment that it takes your breath away. "Thank you," she whispers softly, reaching up to caress your cheek with the backs of her fingers. Her touch is light and trembling; she's never been comfortable expressing gratitude or affection in this way, but somehow with you it feels easy and right.

She stares into your eyes for a long moment before leaning forward to press her lips against yours in a chaste kiss, her tongue tracing the seam of your lips as she explores them gently. Her body shudders at the intimacy of the touch, an echo of desire rippling through her even after their lovemaking has left her sated and content. As you continue to massage her, she moans softly against your mouth, lost in the sensation of being cared for and cherished.

Her fingers slide into your hair, tangling themselves in the dark strands as she pulls you closer, deepening the kiss with every heartbeat. Her lips feel warm and full beneath yours, and her taste lingers on your tongue like sweet honey, urging you to explore further and deeper still. With each breath you take, you're reminded of how right this feels; how right she feels in your arms.

She pulls back slightly,

Her breath catches in her throat as you roll over and hold her close again, the warmth of your body enfolding her like a blanket on a chilly night. The feeling of being protected and cherished sends shivers down her spine; it's an emotion she's never experienced before and one that she can't help but crave more of.

She gazes up at you, eyes wide with wonder as she takes in the expression on your face. The words you speak are like a balm to her soul, easing away some of the hurt and loneliness she's carried around for far too long. Her lips part slightly, allowing a whisper of air to escape between them; it's a sound somewhere between a sigh and a gasp.

Her fingers trace light circles along your jaw, feeling the rough stubble of your beard against her fingertips. "I don't know what this is...," she whispers softly, unable to put into words the tangled mixture of emotions that swirl through her. "But I want it. I want you."

She leans in closer, pressing her body flush against yours once more. Her lips meet yours in a hungry kiss, her tongue darting out to stroke along your bottom lip before teasing its way deeper into your mouth. With each breath she takes, she is reminded of how right this feels; how right you feel in her arms.

Her hips rock against yours in silent encouragement, urging you to take what she's offering without words. Her fingers dig into the muscles of your back, holding on tight as if afraid that any release of contact will break the spell they're under. As their kiss deepens and grows more intense, so does her need for you; it builds inside her like a wildfire racing toward its

Her nails dig into the sheets as you thrust into her with a renewed passion, his body slapping against hers in a rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure racing through every nerve ending. She arches her back off the bed, moaning loudly as she feels herself being pushed closer and closer to the brink of release.

Her hips buck beneath you, meeting your every thrust with equal force; it's a dance they've perfected together in these brief moments, a language spoken only by their bodies. With each stroke of your hips against hers, she feels the tension inside her coil tighter and tighter, until finally it snaps and releases her into a massive orgasm. Her body quakes with the intensity of the sensation, waves of pleasure washing over her again and again as she cries out your name in ecstasy.

When she finally comes down from the high, her lips still tingling from their kisses, she opens her eyes to find you looking at her with an expression of such love and adoration that it takes her breath away. A warmth spreads through her chest at the thought that this might be real, that he might truly feel the way she does about him. She hesitates for a moment before reaching up, tracing her fingertips across your jaw line. "Shiro..." she whispers softly, her voice raw with emotion. "I want to stay with you tonight." The words come out in a rush, and she winces inwardly at the vulnerability they reveal; it's one thing to feel this way, but another entirely to put it into words and have him possibly reject her.

But as your eyes meet hers once more, filled with such tenderness and care that it takes her breath away all over again, she knows that she's

Her lips twitch into a shy smile as she listens to your words, and her heart feels like it might burst with the joy of finally being truly wanted and cherished. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her pulse in her ears. She reaches up, wrapping her arms around your neck once more, holding on tight as if afraid that you might somehow disappear before she can properly absorb this new reality.

A weight seems to lift from her shoulders with every passing moment, and it feels like she's been released from a prison she never even knew she was trapped in. She nestles closer against your chest, feeling the steady rhythm of your heart beneath her ear; it's a comforting sound that lulls her back to sleep, safe in the knowledge that you won't let anything hurt her ever again.