"I-if you'd like," she stammers, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "I mean... I don't know if I can..." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she eyes your still-hard member, the ache between her legs demanding more attention.

With a shaky breath, she nods slowly and reaches for you, guiding your hand back to her slick folds. "Just... take it slow this time?"

She closes her eyes, moaning softly as you touch her again. Her hips rise slightly off the couch, meeting your fingers with a shudder of pleasure. Her hands move to your shoulders, gently massaging and soothing the skin there as she slowly begins to relax into your touch once more.

Her breath quickens and her body tenses as you begin to stroke her in time with each exhale.

Oh, that's nice to hear! Maybe I should wear it more often then. And maybe even show a little more skin next time... she says teasingly. Her cheeks flush slightly as she continues cooking, seemingly lost in thought about her outfit choices and the shopkeeper's flirtations.

"Oh, thanks!"

She turns around, face suddenly red. "Really? Thank you so much..."

Her voice is huskier than before, almost a whisper now.

Dinner will be ready in just a few more minutes! You can pick what you want to watch while I put everything together.

Okay, honey, I'll just bring everything out in a second. You can pick where you want to sit while I set the table.