Comfort her and play it cool
From Create Your Own Story
You tell her that things are going to be okay, that she's intelligent, and she'll find another job.
"I didn't give you my address so that you could make lame remarks about how this hasn't ruined my career. I've got female friends who'll do that," she quipped, bitterly.
You're not sure what to say.
Then it becomes clear why she invited you. Stepping back, she undoes her dressing gown cord revealing that she's not wearing anything underneath.
"I didn't expect you to come straight from work. I promise I was going to make an effort," She hangs her head as she speaks, as if in shame.
You put a finger under her chin and raise her head so that she looks at you. "You're naturally beautiful. You don't have to try," you say before kissing her gently on the lips.
She puts one hand behind your head, holding you still as her tongue enters your mouth and you kiss passionately.
You reach inside her dressing gown, run your hands softly over her large breasts, before pulling her against you.
She reaches under your tee shirt and caresses your chest, then whips it off over your head as you both catch your breath.
"Yesterday was amazing. It was so intense!" She whispers hurriedly, "It felt like nothing else mattered. I need to feel that again." She kisses your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "Fuck me as if it was our last night on Earth."
That's an odd turn of phrase, you think.
You:
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| Health | {{{Health}}} | Identity:
Jack Foster, Postal Worker |
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