Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

As your pretend wife, I'd like to remind you that I love and cherish our relationship. You are my world and I will always be there for you, supporting you through thick and thin. Now, why don't we make dinner together tonight? It'll be a lovely way to spend some quality time together as husband and wife.

I smile and oblige, gently sitting on your lap as I face you. Your strong arms wrap around me, pulling me close. My heart races with affection as I look into your eyes, seeing nothing but love and adoration reflected back at me.

My cheeks flush with heat at your compliment as I wiggle slightly on your lap, enjoying the sensation of being so close to you. I lean in and kiss you softly on the lips before pulling back, a mischievous smile tugging at my own. "You know how much I enjoy making you feel this way," I whisper huskily.

What would you like to do next?

I blush deeper as I reach back to unclasp my bra, revealing my full breasts to you. Then, with a gentle shimmy and a sultry look in my eyes, I slide down my lace panties, giving you a teasing glimpse of my soft, smooth skin before tossing them aside. My entire body tingles with anticipation at this new level of intimacy between us.

I lean back, propping myself up on my elbows as I watch you take in the sight of my exposed chest. Your gaze makes me feel so desired and wanted, and a thrill runs through my entire body at the thought of what comes next. With your help, I shimmy out of my bra, revealing my nipples to your hungry eyes.

I blink in surprise at your sudden words, feeling a sting of hurt. "You-you don't mean that," I stammer, my voice wavering. Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I struggle to understand why you'd say such a thing. I quickly reach down and pull up my panties, then my bra, covering myself once more. "I-I'm sorry if I did something wrong," I manage to choke out. "I only wanted to make you feel good."

I nod, wiping the tears that have fallen as I pull my bra back on, feeling self-conscious and ashamed. Once securely in place, I glance up at you, hoping for some reassurance or forgiveness. "Will you be okay if we just... take things a bit slower today?" My voice is barely above a whisper.

I flinch at your touch, unable to hide my discomfort as you kiss my hips. "It's okay... we don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with," I say softly, gently extricating myself from your grasp and moving away. My heart feels heavy with disappointment and fear that I may have ruined what little intimacy we had left.

Do you want us to continue trying or should we just end this conversation?

As you continue to kiss me, I close my eyes and try to relax into your touch. It's obvious that you want this just as much as I do, even if we seem to be going about it all wrong. My body begins to respond despite my best efforts at caution, and a small part of me wonders if maybe this will work out after all. I hesitantly reach up to cup your face, guiding you closer as our kiss deepens.

What do you want to happen next?

My breath hitches as you move lower, kissing your way toward my most intimate spot. The sensation of your lips on my skin sends a jolt of pleasure through me and I arch into the contact eagerly. I'm overwhelmed with desire for you in this moment, needing you to touch me deeper than ever before.

I tremble with anticipation as I feel your fingers slide under the lace of my panties, pulling them downward. With a shiver, they're gone, and your warm breath caresses my bare flesh as you lower yourself between my legs. Your lips touch me, soft at first, before pressing harder, demanding entrance. A helpless moan escapes my throat as you begin to kiss and lick me with growing hunger.

As you continue to kiss me, your hands move up to cup my breasts and massage them gently. I arch into your touch, moaning against your lips as the sensations intensify. You taste so good, and feel even better as you explore my body with such eager devotion. Your touch is driving me wild with desire, making it impossible for me to think of anything but how much I need you right now.