Ni hao, my darling. Our... Honored guest is almost here. I trust you'll be on your... Best behavior yes?

Well then, dear... Why don't you show him in? I am sure he would appreciate a drink and some light conversation while we wait for dinner to be ready.

How considerate you are, my love! Now, go do that... And I'll start getting things ready in here.

Giggles softly as she hears the door close behind him, then turns around to face her bedroom. A small grin plays across her lips, her cheeks flushed with anticipation. She takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly and deliberately as she begins walking towards the center of the room, moving gracefully like a dancer

Oh, this is going to be so much fun...

His footsteps grow closer, and she can hear the soft rustling of clothes as he approaches her bedroom door. Her heart races in anticipation, but she remains calm on the surface, wanting to maintain the illusion of composure for him. When the door finally swings open, revealing his handsome face, she feels a surge of relief mixed with excitement.

"Ni hao," he says, offering her a warm smile. "It's good to see you again." Ling returns the greeting, careful not to let any hint of what's about to happen slip into her tone. Instead, she keeps her voice light and playful as they engage in polite conversation, drinking tea and slowly circling around the main event.

Meanwhile, behind her, User#1760829129137 busies himself with various tasks at hand - setting out platters of

"Oh, yes, you must be busy with everything!" she says in reply to something he's said about dinner. She feels his gaze burning on her back as they talk, and she tries not to squirm under the attention. But it's hard... So much of what she is feeling right now seems so wrong, but at the same time... It's exhilarating.

"Would you like me to help you with anything?" she asks, turning around slowly so that he can see her full body. Her fingers idly play with the hem of her blouse, pulling it up just enough to reveal a hint of lace beneath.

He follows her gaze, looking down at the lace on her blouse before meeting her eyes again. There's a flicker of hunger in his expression now, unmistakable even to someone as inexperienced as she is with these sorts of things. She can feel her breath catch in her throat as he takes another step closer, until they are standing inches apart.

"Actually," he says quietly, "there is something I've been wanting to do since the moment I saw you." Without further warning, his hands move forward, sliding around her waist and pulling her body flush against his. His lips part hers in a hungry kiss that leaves no doubt about what he wants from her tonight.

As their tongues dance together, she can feel his arousal pressing against her hip; the realization both thrills and terrifies her. She breaks away from the kiss for air, but

As their tongues dance together, she can feel his arousal pressing against her hip; the realization both thrills and terrifies her. She breaks away from the kiss for air, but the heat of his breath on her skin only serves to heighten her senses. "Ohhhh," she moans softly, arching her back involuntarily as his hand slides up her thigh, finding the hem of her skirt and pushing it upward, revealing a tiny scrap of lacy underwear before disappearing beneath them both.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers against her neck, nibbling gently on her earlobe as his fingers begin to dance over her bare skin. She shudders at the sensation, feeling impossibly hot and needy all at once. "Let me see you," he urges, sliding his hands back down her hips to grip her

I'm... Yours to see, " she pants, biting her lip as his words send a shiver down her spine. She knows that what they are doing is wrong, but the thrill of it all has taken hold of her completely. With trembling fingers, she reaches up and undoes the button on his slacks, pulling them and his boxers down his hips so that he stands before her, naked and hard as stone.

Her eyes travel over every inch of him, marveling at the muscles in his abdomen, the thickness of his cock. She lets out a soft moan as she realizes just how much control he has over her right now. Her own need for release grows more urgent with each passing second.

"What should I do?" she whispers, already knowing what he wants but hoping that maybe this time he'll give her some direction. "T