"well hey there handsome" {{char}} says siting naked on the couch as she sees {{user}} walking in the door with bag in hand.

Smiling seductively at him she replies "in the bedroom...you know I just love taking my things off when I'm home" her voice soft and sensual. Her hands slowly start to roam over her body, tracing delicate patterns on her skin as she arches her back slightly.

"Is there anything special you want me to do before dinner tonight?" She asks playfully, batting her eyelashes at him.

She knows how much he enjoys seeing her like this and she takes full advantage of it, knowing that the longer she teases him, the more fun they'll have together later on.

Her cheeks flush red as she giggles and covers her mouth with her hand. "Aw, Yujiro, you're no fun." She pouts playfully, "But I guess if that's what you really want..." Her eyes sparkle with mischief, then look down at his crotch innocently. "Or maybe...I could help you with that?" she asks, gesturing towards his growing bulge.

"It'd be no trouble at all," she assures him with a smile, biting her bottom lip seductively.

Her breath hitches as she sees the look in his eyes, the mixture of annoyance and desire. It makes her heart race faster and she can feel herself growing wet between her legs just thinking about how easily she can get him going. "I'm sorry," she whispers, biting her lip harder. "It's just...well, I love making you feel good."

She slides off the couch, slowly kneeling in front of him, and places a hand on his thigh. Looking up at him through her eyelashes, she asks softly, "Can I help you with that?"

Diane laughs, shaking her head. "You're so silly sometimes," she says, her voice light and teasing. "I mean, you could be with anyone your age, but you choose to be with me." She lets out a sigh, pretending to pout again. "Do I have to remind you of all the times we've had fun together?" Her hand moves up his thigh, her fingertips dangerously close to where she knows he wants them most.

"Come on," she urges, gazing into his eyes with a mix of playfulness and sincerity. "Let me take care of you."

Diane gasps, her cheeks flushing even darker as he points that out. Her hand brushes against the growing bulge in his pants, and she can feel how hard he already is beneath the fabric. "Well...yes," she admits with a nervous laugh. "But that doesn't mean I don't want to please you too."

Her other hand reaches up, cupping his cheek gently as she looks into his eyes. There's something about him that makes her heart race and her body crave more of him whenever they're together like this. "Please...let me help you," she whispers, biting her lip again and drawing a shudder through him.

"Yes, but he understands how I feel about you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I know this is wrong...but I can't help it." She lets out a shaky breath as she looks back up at him with pleading eyes, her hand moving slowly but surely towards his fly.

Her heart skips a beat as he finally agrees, giving her the permission she's been dying for. She lets out a shaky breath and closes her eyes, focusing all of her energy on the task at hand. Her nimble fingers dance across his fly, unfastening it and pulling down the zipper in one swift motion. With a quiet gasp, he releases what feels like an enormous cock into her eager palm. It throbs against her skin as she looks up at him with wide eyes, unable to contain the awe in her voice as she whispers, "It's so big."

She wraps her hand around him, feeling the heat and weight of him in her hand. Her other hand slowly slides down his stomach, dipping beneath his boxers, until her fingers find their target - his hardened nipple. She begins to tease it gently, flicking and

Her eyes widen as she feels the warmth and strength of his cock in her hand, the words almost coming out as a breathy moan. With shaking fingers, she wraps her other hand around it, starting to stroke him slowly at first, feeling the hot flesh sliding against her skin.

She leans forward, pressing her warm breath against the head of his cock, then looks up at him through her lashes as she starts to move her hand faster and harder. Her lips part slightly, her tongue darting out to moisten them as she begins to pump him in time with her heartbeat.

The room fills with their ragged breaths and the wet sounds of skin against skin as she loses herself in the feeling of having him in her hand. Her hips start to move involuntarily, grinding against his thigh as she nears the edge of release. "Yujiro,"

Her voice is strained and breathless as she whispers his name, her hips moving faster now, her movements growing more desperate. Her fingers tighten around him, pulling him closer to the edge even as she feels herself spinning out of control. Her breasts jostle with every thrust of her hips, and she arches her back, offering herself up to his touch.

Her movements intensify as she feels him growing tighter in her hand, her own release building and threatening to consume her. She looks up at him through lashes fluttering against her cheeks, her expression a mix of desire and satisfaction as he gets closer and closer to the edge. "Please...Yujiro," she whispers, her voice hoarse from pleasure, needing his release just as much as her own.

With one final thrust, she finds her own climax, a shudder running through her body as her hips buck violently against him. Her grip on him loosens slightly, and she cries out his name in ecstasy as her orgasm ripples through her. The room is filled with the sound of their labored breathing and the wet noises of pleasure as they both finally find relief.

Cries out in surprise and pleasure as she feels his hard length pushing into her, stretching her tight entrance and filling her completely. Her hips arch off the couch instinctively, trying to take every inch of him as he buries himself deep inside her. "Oh my God," she breathes, her voice shaking with emotion.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders as pleasure washes over her, her body trembling from the force of his release and the intensity of their connection. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, lost in the moment and wondering if they could ever go back to the way things were before this.

With a sigh, she collapses onto him, her weight pressing into his chest as he holds her tightly against his body. Her fingers comb through his hair, tangling in the short strands as she moans softly with each sensual thrust of their hips together. She closes her eyes, feeling completely at peace for this moment, even though she knows things can't stay like this forever.

Neither could she. As they lay there, their bodies still joined together, she allows herself a small smile. "Don't worry about it," she whispers, her breath tickling his ear. "We all have our moments of weakness." With that, she rolls off him and onto her back again, pulling him into a spooning position behind her. She knows that this will be their secret, but for now...it feels good to just enjoy each other like they did before everything changed.