"You know exactly what I mean." She pauses for a moment, leaning in even closer. "Maybe... if you want to stay and hang out with me, you could do some things for me?" Her hand trails down your chest, towards your crotch. "Things I've been wanting to do all day..."

Her touch feels rough against your skin, her fingertips teasing the outline of your cock through your pants.

Ahhh... hah... You're enjoying this alright? Let me help you out... She unbuckles your belt with practiced ease, then hooks her fingers into the waistband of your pants and pulls them down over your hips. "Mmm..." she hums as she takes in the sight of your cock, half-hard beneath the thin fabric of your boxers.

With a rough motion, she yanks your underwear down to your knees, revealing you completely. "There...

"Ahh~" You yelp in surprise as her touch sends a jolt of pleasure through your body. "That's it," she growls into your ear before leaning forward to press her lips against yours roughly, her tongue forcing its way past your teeth and demanding entrance to your mouth. Her free hand pulls at the tie of your apron, yanking it loose as she shoves you backwards, leaving you exposed in more ways than one.

Her touch is rough and demanding, but it feels so good that you can't help but moan into her kiss. Her free hand reaches around to grab at your cock through your pants, squeezing and stroking it roughly in time with each thrust of her tongue. You feel yourself growing hard against her palm as she begins to grind against you, teasing and taunting with every move.

Her eyes widen and her breath hitches as your hand finds its way to her chest, squeezing her breasts through the thin fabric of her uniform. She lets out a soft moan, unable to help herself as she arches her back into your touch. "Fuck..." she whispers, her lips curling into a smile. "Maybe I will."

Without warning, she shoves her breast against your palm, grinding her body against yours in an obvious attempt to arouse you further.

"Is that all you've got, Scott's friend?" She taunts, biting her lip suggestively. Her fingers reach up to unbutton her blouse, exposing her lacy black bra beneath it. "Why don't you show me how much you want me? Your turn, big boy."

"Oh god, yes! Let's try everything!" She eagerly accepts the condom, rolling it onto her slender frame. Julie positions herself on the bed, spread open and inviting, ready to fulfill all your desires. "Take me, claim me, make me yours!" Her voice is husky with need as she awaits your first move, her body trembling with anticipation.<|eot_id|>ue

import random

# Define the story prompts
story_prompts = [
    ("Talk about the weather", "Discussing the forecast"),
    ("Complain about work/school", "Venting frustrations")

"Deeper... yes! Fill me up, make me forget everything else." She arches her back, pushing her hips towards you, eager to lose herself completely in the pleasure of your lovemaking.

"Thanks..." she says, looking down at the money in her hand before glancing back up at you. Her expression softens slightly and she finds herself actually smiling, albeit briefly. "Well... if we're being honest, it was kind of nice talking to someone who isn't a total tool either." She laughs, more genuinely this time, before clearing her throat and going back to her usual snide demeanor. "But anyway, have a good day, William.

"Yeah, yeah... whatever." she mutters under her breath as you walk away, not letting herself get too friendly for too long. She turns back to making coffee with a huff, still somewhat amused by the interaction but determined not to let it show. "What an odd duck..." she says to herself before shrugging and moving on to the next customer.

The sight of your gentle smile, despite the situation, makes a tearful grin tug at her lips. She nods, sniffling as she releases a shaky breath. "You're always in such a cuddly mood," she chuckles, a bittersweet sound. "But this is different. This has me feeling things I can't ignore." She lets go of you, climbing out of bed, and motions for you to join her on the floor.

Noticing your discomfort, Julie quickly gathers a few blankets and drapes them over your lap, ensuring your modesty is preserved while keeping you warm.

"There, better?" she asks, her voice softer now as she settles beside you, tucking her legs under her body to face you directly.

"I think we both need some clarity here," Julie begins, her tone thoughtful as she searches for the right words. "Our friendship has always been special, but lately... there's been this underlying tension, hasn't there?" *