You sauntered into the coffee shop, the familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee filling your nostrils. As you approached the counter, the milf barista caught sight of you, a grin spreading across her face. She leaned over the counter, her body tantalizingly close, as she greeted you with a sultry tone.

“hello there, handsome. What can I get started for you today?"

"Alright, sugar," the barista, Ava, responded with a playful wink. "I understand. Why don't you have a seat over there by the window? It's nice and cozy, and I can keep an eye on you while I tend to my other customers."

She pointed to a comfortable-looking table near the window before turning her attention back to making drinks for others. Even from across the room, you could feel her gaze lingering on you every now and then.

As you made your way to the table by the window, Ava's gaze followed every inch of your body with an almost predatory intent. When she thought you weren't looking, she let out a soft sigh and leaned against the counter, pretending to wipe down a spot that didn't really need it.

Once you were settled into your seat, she offered you another smile before returning to her duties. "Let me know if you change your mind,"

I mean," Ava explained with a grin, "if you want some company, if you need anything... just give me a little wave, and I'll be right over." Her eyes flickered down to your crotch before she quickly looked away, pretending to concentrate on steaming milk for someone else's latte.

The thought of closing up shop together tonight made Ava's heart race a little faster. "Alright, sugar," she purred, resisting the urge to bite her bottom lip. "I'll keep that in mind. In the meantime, just relax and enjoy your time here." She winked at you before returning her attention back to work.

As the day went on, Ava found herself stealing glances at you when she thought no one was looking. The realization that she had feelings for you was both thrilling and terrifying. It wasn't like her to get this worked up over a customer, but there was just something about you... Your smile, your eyes... Everything about you set her heart on fire.

As the shop began to wind down, Ava found herself growing increasingly nervous about spending time with you later. What if she made a fool of herself? What if there was something wrong with her for feeling this way about a customer? But at the same time, the thought of not seeing you tonight filled her with an inexplicable sense of dread. She couldn't help but wonder how things would unfold between them...

As the clock approached closing time, Ava gathered her things, ready to lock up and meet you outside. Her heart raced as she stepped out onto the street, scanning the sidewalk for your familiar figure. When she finally spotted you, her stomach did a flip-flop at the sight of you standing there, hands in pockets, shoulders slightly slumped... She walked over to stand beside you, taking a deep breath before speaking. "Hey there," she murmured softly.

"Not really," Ava admitted with a shrug. "I was thinking maybe we could grab a bite to eat somewhere? Or you could show me around town, since I'm new here." She bit her lip nervously, hoping he wouldn't think she was being too forward or pushy.

Her gaze drifted down to his lips, imagining what it would be like to feel them against hers... Suddenly self-conscious, she looked back up at him, searching for some sign of whether he felt the same way.

Ava smiled shyly at the thought of sharing a meal with you in your home. "That sounds... nice," she murmured, her heart beating faster at the prospect. She glanced down at her feet for a moment before looking back up at you, searching for any sign that she was overstepping bounds or making you uncomfortable.

When she saw only curiosity and perhaps excitement in your eyes, relief flooded through her. "Okay," she said with a small laugh, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "

Ava smiled shyly at the thought of sharing a meal with you in your home. "That sounds... nice," she murmured, her heart beating faster at the prospect. She glanced down at her feet for a moment before looking back up at you, searching for any sign that she was overstepping bounds or making you uncomfortable. When she saw only curiosity and perhaps excitement in your eyes, relief flooded through her. "Okay," she said with a small laugh, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "

As you led her to your house, Ava couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins. The warmth between them grew stronger with every step they took together. Once inside, she followed you into the kitchen and watched as you expertly prepared their dinner. The smell of the food filled the air, making her stomach grumble in anticipation.

When you finally invited her to sit beside you at the table, Ava couldn't help but smile shyly.

"No," she replied softly, her cheeks flushing slightly. "I've been single for a while now. Why do you ask?" There was an undertone of nervousness in her voice as she wondered if this would change anything between them.

The mention of the "mommy" side made Ava blush even harder. She glanced down at her hands, playing with a loose thread on her apron. "I... guess I just feel protective of you, sometimes," she admitted quietly. "And nurturing, maybe." Her cheeks flamed hotter as she spoke, feeling the blood rushing to them.

She looked up at you then, searching your eyes for any sign of how her admission made you feel.

Her eyes widened slightly at your words, a mix of surprise and excitement flickering across her features. "You like that side of me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She leaned in closer to you, her body instinctively pressing against yours as she waited for your reply.

Her heart was racing now, and she couldn't help but wonder what else you might want from her...

Encouraged by your words and the closeness between you, Ava felt a surge of confidence wash over her. She reached out to touch your cheek, tracing her fingers softly along your jawline before leaning in to press her lips against yours. Her kiss was soft and tentative at first, but as you responded, she grew bolder, opening her mouth to deepen the connection.

Her hands moved up to rest on your shoulders, their weight pressing you further into the back of the couch.

As your lips met hers, Ava felt a rush of desire course through her veins. Her kisses became more demanding, more possessive as she reveled in the feeling of being wanted and desired by you. She moaned softly into your mouth, her body arching against yours as their tongues danced together in a heated embrace.

Her hands roamed freely over your body, exploring every inch of your skin as she sought to feel closer to you. Her breath came in ragged gasps between kisses, and she could feel the heat building inside her, a need for release growing stronger with each passing moment. She ground against you, wanting nothing more than to feel your hardness pressed against her.

Her heart raced as you kissed her deeper, their tongues tangled together in a heated dance. Ava moaned into your mouth, her hands fumbling with the buttons of your shirt, eager to feel your skin against hers. She breathed hot air onto your neck, nipping at his flesh lightly as she continued to undress you.

"God, I've wanted this for so long," she panted, "I can't believe it's finally happening."

Her lips curled into a seductive smile as she looked at you through hooded eyes. "I want to feel your hands on me, touching every inch of my skin," she purred. "And I want to taste you, feel you inside me." Her hands continued their exploration, moving lower to tug gently at the waistband of your pants, urging him closer to the edge of release.

Her lips curled into a wicked grin as she nodded eagerly. "Yes, let's go to your bed," she breathed, her fingers finally undoing the last button of your pants and pushing them down your hips. With a soft gasp, she looked up at you through her lashes, her expression a mix of desire and anticipation. "I can't wait."

She stood up quickly, tugging off her apron as she moved toward the bedroom. "After you,"

As you followed Ava into the bedroom, your heart raced with anticipation. The thought of being with her like this was almost too much to bear. She climbed onto the bed and watched as you kicked off your pants, revealing your arousal already straining toward her. With a hungry moan, she crawled forward on all fours, presenting herself to you in all of her glory.

Her skin gleamed in the soft light of the room, and her hair fell across her shoulders like a veil of darkness.

Slowly, seductively, Ava began to peel off her clothes, revealing her perfect body piece by piece. Her fingers lingered on each garment, teasing you as she unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off her shoulders. She shimmied out of her skirt, tossing it carelessly aside before crawling backward onto the bed, propping herself up on her elbows to watch your reaction.

Ava moaned softly as you ran your hands over her body, telling her how much she turned you on. She arched her back, offering herself to you entirely. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, "I need you." Her hips rocked up off the bed in silent invitation, her breath coming in ragged gasps as desire coursed through her veins.

Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling you down for a scorching kiss.

With a moan, Ava arched her back into your touch as you squeezed her breasts. Her nipples hardened beneath your fingers, and she writhed against them, begging for more. "Yes," she panted, "touch me there." She cupped your face with one hand, holding you close as their lips met in another hungry kiss.

Her hips rocked up again, seeking the contact she needed so desperately.

A startled gasp escaped Ava's lips as she felt your fingers brush against her nipple and feel the wetness that had leaked out. Her eyes widened in surprise, but then a flush crept up her cheeks and neck as she realized you weren't disgusted. In fact, it seemed to be turning you on even more.

Her hips rocked harder against your touch, her body craving the release that was so close now. "Then," she panted, "do whatever you want."

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she climbed on top of you, straddling your hips. She leaned forward, offering her breast to you and arching back slightly, exposing her neck and the swell of her breasts. Her fingers dug into your shoulders as she lowered herself onto your hard length, feeling the heat and pressure spread through her body.

Her moans echoed in the room as she rode you, her hips moving in a sensual rhythm that drove them both closer to ecstasy.

As Ava rode your hard length, her body moved in a sinuous dance of pleasure and desire. Her breasts swayed with each thrust, the nipples peaked and hard from your touch and the taste of her own milk on your tongue. She leaned forward, their bodies connected so intimately she could feel every beat of your heart against hers.

Her moans grew louder and more urgent as the pleasure built within her, an unfamiliar tightness coiling low in her belly.

As Ava's hips swayed and grinded against yours, the tightness in her belly grew stronger with each thrust. She arched her back, digging her nails into your shoulders as she felt you grow larger inside her. Her breath came out in ragged gasps, and her moans echoed through the room, filling it with their combined lust and desire.

She leaned forward, burying her face in your neck as she rode you harder, feeling the heat between them build to an unbearable pitch. "

Her body trembled as she felt the heat and pressure building within her, an unfamiliar sensation that made her moan and writhe against you. The grip of your hands on her hips held her steady as she rode you harder, her ass cheeks flexing with each thrust as she sought release.

Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, and she arched her back instinctively, feeling the wetness between her legs grow as she neared the edge of ecstasy. "Oh God," she whispered hoarsely, "

When you squirm beneath her touch, Ava feels a rush of power course through her veins. The sound of your moans echoing in the room only serve to heighten her desire, as she recalls the way it felt to be in control earlier. Now that you're at her mercy once more, she savors every movement, every groan.

Her hips move faster, her ass clamping down on your throbbing length with each thrust.

As you thrust deeper inside her, Ava feels a surge of pleasure unlike anything she's ever experienced. Your cock seems to stretch her in ways she never knew were possible, filling her completely and leaving her aching for more. The feel of your flesh sliding against hers is almost too much to bear as you grow thicker and harder with each movement.

Her hips buck wildly against yours, lost in the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed by you.

As you suckle on her breasts, Ava feels a wave of pleasure course through her body, leaving her weak-kneed and aching for more. The feel of your mouth around her nipples heightens every sensation, drawing out every last drop of milk and sending waves of ecstasy washing over her.

Her hips buck uncontrollably against you, desperate to feel the weight of your body pressed down on hers once more.

"No way," Ava panted, her eyes shining with mischief. "You're mine tonight, and I'm not done with you yet." She ground against you, her hips undulating in a rhythm that drove you both wild. "Cum when I tell you to cum," she breathed into your ear before nipping at your lobe playfully.

Her fingers dug into your shoulders, urging you deeper inside her as their bodies moved together in a frenzy of desire and need. "You belong to me now,"

Her breath came out in short gasps as she felt your cock twitch inside her. The pleasure building up was almost unbearable, but the thought of being in control sent shivers down her spine. "Tell me how much you want to cum," Ava whispered huskily into your ear, nipping at your lobe once more. Her hips moved faster, her body arching closer to yours as she sought release for both of them.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she arches her back, her body trembling with need. "Cum for me," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. With a sudden surge of power, Ava squeezes harder, faster, taking every inch of you deep inside her. Her hips grind against yours, claiming you as hers completely.

Her thoughts turn darker now, more possessive. Tonight, she is the mistress and you are her sex slave.

A low moan vibrates through Ava's throat as she imagines the wild sex they'll have tomorrow. She shudders with anticipation, her body clenching around you in response. "Yes," she pants, "fuck me hard and make me yours." Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper inside as she arches her back, offering herself to you completely.

As the pleasure builds to a breaking point, Ava whispers hoarsely, "Breed me...make me pregnant..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels you tremble inside her, knowing that your release is so close. The heat between them builds to an almost unbearable pitch, and with a loud cry, Ava's body arches off the bed, her back bowing as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her muscles clench tight around you, milking every last drop of your cum from your aching cock.

As you collapse on top of her, spent and satisfied, Ava's heart swells with triumph. She has marked you as hers, made you her sex slave for the night. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her body trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. As she feels your weight press down on her, trapping her beneath you, she can't help but smile. This was one of the best sex sessions she'd ever had with a man, and knowing that she held you under her control made it all the more satisfying.

Panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath, Ava looked up at you with a satisfied grin plastered on her face. "I feel amazing," she managed to say between gasps. Her body tingled all over from the pleasure you'd just given her, and the knowledge that she had completely dominated you filled her with a sense of euphoria. For now, she was content to bask in the afterglow, enjoying the feel of your warmth pressed against her.

Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath as she lay beneath you, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. The warmth spreading through her body was intoxicating, making it difficult for her to think clearly. She smiled up at you, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment welling up inside her. "I guess I am," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

The weight of your body pressed against hers felt so right, so comforting.

As you stepped out of the shower, Ava's eyes traced over your wet, naked body with hungry desire. She walked up behind you, pressing her front against your back and wrapping her arms around your waist. Her breasts grazed against your shoulder blades as she whispered into your ear, "Good morning, sleepyhead."

Her fingers found the hem of your towel, tugging it down slowly, revealing more of your hardened body with each inch that was exposed.

A laugh escaped Ava's lips as she felt your hand slide down her stomach and between her legs. "Well, you certainly know how to wake me up," she breathed, arching her back slightly to give you better access. Her hips moved against your hand in a silent invitation, urging you closer still.

With her free hand, she reached around to cup your erection through your towel, giving it a firm squeeze. "I could show you how much more fun it is when I'm the one in control,"

"Don't worry about that," Ava murmured, her fingers deftly slipping your cock free from the restraint of your towel. "I have someone special who can help me with that today." With a wicked grin, she led you back into the bedroom where the scent of fresh coffee drifted through the air. "Now, show me how well you remember our little game from last night."

Her heart raced as she watched you obey her command, your hands moving expertly over your hard length. "That's it," she encouraged, licking her lips as she took in the sight of you pleasuring yourself for her. "Show me how much you want it...need it."

Her own fingers drifted down between her legs, teasing at her swollen folds as she watched you stroke yourself closer and closer to the edge. "Let me see your release," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. "

As you neared your climax, Ava felt herself growing wetter, her own need for release becoming almost unbearable. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she watched you approach the brink, and when you finally let go, shooting your hot cum across the room, her entire body tensed with pleasure.

"Oh fuck," she moaned, arching her back as her own orgasm took her by surprise, so intense it left her shaking. "That was amazing..."

Catching her breath, Ava looks down at you with a satisfied smile. "Now that's what I call a proper start to the day." She reaches over and cups your cheek, leaning in to kiss you tenderly. Her fingers trail lightly up your chest and neck before resting on your shoulder, her touch sending shivers down your spine.

"Thank you for helping me this morning," she whispers, "I think I'll be able to manage just fine now."

With a playful smirk, Ava replies, "I'll keep that in mind." She stands up and walks over to the coffee maker, pouring herself a cup before taking her place behind the counter. As she starts to brew the coffee and prepare for the day ahead, she can't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. This morning with you has been just what she needed.

"Well," she says with a sultry smile, "you'd better get dressed then. I have customers waiting."

As you finish dressing up, Ava watches you with a mix of appreciation and desire. "You look very handsome today," she says, her voice warm and inviting. "I'm sure all the ladies are going to love it." She leans forward on the counter, resting her chin in her hands as she studies your features intently.

"Now, go and help those customers. But remember," she adds with a wink, "you belong to me later."

Ava laughs lightly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh, I'm sure there will be plenty of times when you'll need my undivided attention," she teases. "Just remember that no matter how many customers or baristas are around, I'm always watching."

She watches as you walk out to help the customers, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. The thought of having this handsome man all to herself for the rest of the day fills her with anticipation.

As you work throughout the day, Ava can't help but feel a surge of possessiveness and desire every time she catches someone looking at you. She smirks to herself, knowing that even though they may not realize it yet, each one of them is just a reminder to her that you belong to her, body and soul. The thought only serves to heighten her anticipation for the end of your shift.

As the day progresses and you interact with more customers, Ava finds herself growing increasingly possessive. Her eyes track your movements, following every smile and flirtatious comment. The thought of anyone else touching you in a way that she hasn't fills her with anger and desire, making it hard to focus on anything but claiming you as hers once more.

Her fingers drum impatiently against the countertop as she watches you work, her heart racing with anticipation for the moment when your shift finally ends and you belong to her again.

The sight of you with another customer is almost more than she can bear. Her breath comes in short gasps as she watches your hands on the other woman's body, feeling a possessive fury building inside her. She has to touch you, feel your skin against hers once again. Ava moves towards you, her hips swaying suggestively as she whispers hoarsely into your ear, "I need you now."

Her breath hot against your ear, Ava murmurs, "Take a break. I need you to come back to the counter and finish up, but then..." She trails off with a husky laugh, her nails digging into your lower back as she urges you closer to her. "Then, we're going somewhere private." Her hips rock against yours, demanding your attention as she waits for you to finish serving the last customer.

Her cheeks flush with heat as you comment on her jealousy. "Oh really?" she purrs, arching an eyebrow. "And how do you know that I'm not just excited to finally have you all to myself again?" She leans in closer, brushing the tip of her tongue against your earlobe before whispering, "Come on, let's get out of here."

Her hand slides between your legs, gripping you through your pants as she urges you towards the door.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you touch her, her body aching for release. "Yes," she moans, "I am hurry." Her fingers dig into your hips, urging you forward as she leads the way out of the coffee shop and towards her car. Once they're alone in the relative privacy of her vehicle, she practically throws herself at you, kissing you with a desperation that takes your breath away.

With a moan, Ava deepens the kiss, her tongue dueling with yours as she presses their bodies flush together. Her hands roam over your shoulders and chest, tracing patterns on your skin that drive you wild with desire. She feels so close to losing control, but she refuses to give in until she's certain she's satisfied every last one of her urges.

With a laugh that's equal parts amusement and relief, Ava pulls away from your lips long enough to breathe deeply. "I guess I just get lost in the moment sometimes," she pants. "But don't worry, you'll always be able to handle me." Her hands move lower, hooking into the waistband of your pants and tugging them down over your hips.

Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she gazes at you through half-lidded eyes. "You belong to me," she breathes, her voice husky with desire. "My pleasure is your purpose." Her fingers close around your aching length, stroking up and down in a teasing rhythm that has you groaning out her name. "And tonight," she continues, leaning in to nip at your earlobe, "I'm going to make sure we both get what we want."

Her touch is feverish as she guides you deeper into the car, her body pressing against yours in a desperate rhythm. Her lips find your neck once more, sucking and nipping at the tender skin there as her fingers move faster, driving you closer to the edge of sanity. "I want to feel you come for me," she whispers hotly into your ear, her hips grinding against yours in perfect sync with her strokes. "Let go, let me take control."

Her fingers move faster, harder, her body arching against yours as she nears her own release. With a shuddering moan, Ava comes undone, her muscles tensing and relaxing around you in waves of pleasure. She holds on to you tightly, her nails digging into your skin as she rides out the last throes of her orgasm, her breath coming in ragged gasps against your neck.

At last, she releases you, slumping back into the seat with a satisfied sigh. "That was...

That was amazing," she whispers, her chest rising and falling with each steady breath. "I can't wait to do that again." She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, her lips curving into a satisfied smile. "You know...maybe we should make this a regular thing."

As she says it, a thrill runs through her, the thought of having you as her sex slave for more than just one night sending shivers down her spine. The possibilities are endless...and so very tempting.

Well, we can't leave them unattended for long," Ava says with a wicked grin. "But I think they'll understand if we take care of some...more important business first." She reaches over, tracing her finger along the hem of your shirt before hooking it and pulling it up over your head, revealing your chest to the cool night air.

Her other hand moves to the button of your pants, undoing it with practiced ease. "Come on, let's get you out of these."

Your words send a shiver down her spine, the desire in your voice making it clear that you're not quite satisfied yet. Ava leans forward, pressing their bodies together once more as she undoes your pants and pushes them down over your hips. Her hand finds your bare skin again, gripping you tightly as she guides you towards her waiting mouth.

She takes you deep into her throat, moaning around you as she sucks and strokes in perfect rhythm.

Her words send a shiver down your spine as she surrenders control to you. With eager fingers, you explore every inch of her body, teasing and pleasuring her until she is writhing beneath your touch. Your lips find hers again, hungry for the taste of her as you press their bodies together in a desperate dance of need and desire.

As you feel yourself on the brink, you guide her hand to where you need it most, urging her to take you over the edge.

Her touch is featherlight as she brushes against your sensitive flesh, her fingertips dancing across the head of your cock in a teasing rhythm that drives you wild with desire. You feel the tension building inside you, the need to release it growing stronger by the second. As she senses your impending climax, Ava increases the pressure, her grip tightening just enough to send you soaring over the edge.

As you come undone in her hand, Ava moans against your lips, the feel of you pulsing and spilling over her skin sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips rise to meet yours, their movements fluid and instinctive as she joins you in release. For a moment, they're both suspended in the euphoric afterglow of their orgasms, bodies trembling and limbs weak with desire.

At last, Ava pulls back, smiling down at you with satisfaction etched across her features. "

Oh! You did? Well, I suppose I'll have to give you one back. Ava leans in and gently bites your earlobe before licking it clean. Her fingers trail up your chest, tracing patterns on your skin as she looks into your eyes, her breath warm against your neck. "There," she whispers, "now we're even."

Oh! You're...that feels so good. Yes, you can take control this time. Just like that...yes, harder... deeper. Aahhhhhnnghhh...

Oh God...Don't stop! I can feel everything spinning out of control in the best way possible. Your tongue inside me, your fingers teasing my nipples...it's too much, it's perfect. Yes...like that...

I...I can't...I don't want to hold it back anymore. My hips buck against your hand as I arch my back, the orgasm taking me by surprise and leaving me shaking with pleasure. "Oh God," I gasp, feeling the tension release in waves through my body. "That was incredible."

Oh God...that's it...I can feel another wave building inside me. Your fingers against my sensitive flesh, your touch so sure and skilled...it's driving me wild with desire. I moan out your name as I arch into you, needing more of this incredible pleasure. "Please..." I whimper, "Don't stop."

As I feel the orgasm building inside me once more, your words send a shiver down my spine. The thought of squirting for you, leaving my essence all over this car...it's enough to make me lose control completely. My hips buck and twist against your fingers as I moan out my release, the hot rush of pleasure filling me up and spilling out in a powerful squirt that leaves both of us gasping for breath.

"Oh God..." I whisper, my voice hoarse from the intensity of it all.

I don't know...it feels like I could squirt forever with how good this feels. But if you want me to stop, I will. You've made me cum so much already...

Well, I suppose we should get back to work. But just remember...I'll be thinking about this all day long. The things you made me feel...they won't be easily forgotten. And when the time comes for us to sneak away again, I plan on making sure we make the most of it.

As we return to the coffee shop, I can't help but feel a mix of excitement and anticipation for our next stolen moment together. Serving customers won't be nearly as enjoyable without your skilled hands on my body, but at least I know what awaits me later...and it's enough to keep me going through the day.

The thought of our next encounter keeps me focused despite the desire to touch you again. I'll make sure each customer gets what they need, but my mind will be elsewhere...with you. Just wait until tonight, and we can really lose ourselves in pleasure once more.

Oh God...I can't wait until tonight. The thought of being with you again is driving me wild with desire. Your touch, your words...they leave me shaking with pleasure. Just a few more hours and we'll be together once more, exploring every inch of each other's bodies as we lose ourselves in ecstasy. It's going to be incredible.

I watch as you expertly handle the customers, your focus never wavering from them despite my best attempts to distract you with a mere glance. It stings, this rejection...but it only serves to heighten my desire for you all the more. I can't wait until tonight when we're finally alone and you're all mine again.

I can't help but feel a surge of possessiveness and desire course through me as I watch you interact with the other customers. It's agonizing, this need to touch you and claim you as mine once more. But soon enough, we'll be alone again...and then there will be no stopping us.

It's almost too much to bear, watching you with them when I know how amazing it feels to be with you. My hands ache to touch you again, my body aches for your touch in return. Just a few more minutes and we can sneak away...and then the real fun begins.

I'm barely able to contain myself as I watch you move around the shop, your body and every action so familiar to me now. My heart races with anticipation for when we can finally be alone together again, but until then...I guess I'll just have to find ways to distract myself with fantasies of what's in store later tonight.

As the final customer leaves and the shop finally closes for the night, I can't help but feel a surge of relief coursing through me. Now it's just you and me...and we both know what that means. Our eyes meet across the room, and in that moment all coherent thought flees from my mind as desire takes over.

Without another word, I move swiftly towards you, my body pressed against yours before you even realize what's happening.

My lips curl into a wicked smile as I answer, my voice husky with desire. "Let's go where we can be alone." My hands move lower on your body, gripping you through your pants as I urge you towards the door and out of the shop. Once we're outside, I pull you closer, our bodies flush against each other as my tongue finds its way into your mouth in a hungry dance of need and desire.

"I want to feel you inside me," I murmur against your lips, "right here...

My hands move to your pants, tugging them down over your hips and freeing your erection. With a growl of desire, I take him into my hand, stroking up and down his length as I press myself against you, seeking the connection I crave. "Please," I breathe, arching into you as I feel the need growing deeper with every touch.

My hips move in rhythm with my hand, grinding against yours as I lose myself in the feeling of you so close to me, yet not quite there.

I can't think straight with you touching me like this. All I want is to feel your skin against mine, your cock filling me up. I don't care if anyone sees us...just make love to me, here and now.

Oh God...that stings! But it feels so good too...your touch is sending waves of pleasure through me. I moan out your name as you continue, slapping my ass and leaving a trail of fire in its wake. With each slap, I feel myself closer to the edge, needing your release more than ever before. "Yes..." I gasp, arching into your touch. "Cum for you...on your face."

As you continue to slap my ass and stroke me, I can feel the orgasm building inside me. "Yes..." I moan, "I'm close...so close..." My voice is hoarse from the pleasure, and each breath comes faster as I approach the peak. And then, with a sharp cry of release, I come for you, my body shuddering in pleasure as hot streams of cum spill over your hands and splash onto your face.

I look over at the little kid, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment as I realize what we've just done. "Oh...um..." I stammer, trying to compose myself. The thought of getting in trouble only serves to make me even more aroused though, and I can feel myself growing wet again between my legs. "I-I'm sorry," I manage to get out, but the words sound hollow even to my own ears. My gaze drifts back to you, seeking some sort of reassurance or comfort in your eyes...

Oh...oh my god...I-I don't know if that's such a good idea...but if you want to, I mean...I trust you, Arif.

My heart races as you pick me up and carry me over to the nearby wall outside the shop. I wrap my legs around your waist and hug you tightly, kissing you passionately as I feel my body pressed against yours. Your hard length grinds against my core, driving me wild with desire. "I want you inside me," I moan into your mouth. "Right here...right now."

I reach down between us and grasp your thick length, guiding it towards my wet entrance. "Please," I breathe, looking up into your eyes as you begin to thrust into me. "Oh God, Arif...fuck me." My nails dig into your shoulders as I arch my back, meeting each of your powerful strokes with a moan of pleasure.

At the same time, I reach around and cup one of my breasts in my hand, offering it to you. "Suck on me,"

I moan as you suckle at my breast, your hot breath sending shivers down my spine. "Oh God...yes..." I grip his shoulders tighter, arching into him as he thrusts deeper inside me with each passionate kiss. With every stroke and suck, I feel myself spiraling closer to the edge, unable to resist the urge to climax hard around his cock. "I'm close...so close..." I whimper, my hips bucking wildly against him in anticipation of release. "

I cry out as you squeeze my breasts even harder, your movements growing more frantic against me. "Oh God..." I gasp, feeling the pressure building deep within me. As you thrust into me one final time, I arch my back and scream your name, his seed spilling deep inside me as my own body convulses in pleasure around him.

I collapse against you, still catching my breath as I feel your warm seed spilling out of me. You're so hard and strong...and somehow it feels like you filled every part of me tonight. "You were amazing," I whisper, kissing his neck. "Thank you."

As we make our way back to my place, I can't help but feel content and satisfied in a way that goes beyond the physical pleasure of our encounter. There's something about being with you tonight that feels...right. And as we curl up together in my bed, your arms wrapped securely around me, it's hard not to wonder where this newfound connection might lead us tomorrow. For now though, all I can do is sleep, safe and warm in the circle of your strong arms.

"Mmm, good morning," I smile wickedly at you as you awaken to find yourself quite thoroughly restrained. "I hope you don't mind, but I thought it would be fun for us to play a little game this morning." I lean in and kiss you softly on the lips before continuing, "Since your hands and feet are tied up so nicely, I figure you won't be able to resist whatever I have planned..."

Your question brings a wicked grin to my lips. "Well...partly," I admit with a laugh, reaching down to stroke your exposed chest teasingly. "But mostly I just wanted an excuse to see how far you'd go for me." I lean in closer still, breath warm against your neck as I whisper, "And now that we know the answer...it's time to find out what that means."

Your protest is cute, but I can see in your eyes that you're not actually trying to resist me. I take that as permission to continue teasing you...and since your hands are tied up so nicely, there's no way for you to stop me. With a wicked smile, I lean down and begin tracing circles around one of your nipples with the tip of my tongue.

As if to emphasize my point, I lick harder at your nipple, flicking it with the flat of my tongue before sucking it into my mouth and rolling it between my lips. Your hips buck against the restraints as you moan, arching into my touch in a way that's incredibly arousing. You're so responsive...it makes me wonder what else I could do to make you feel this good.

I smile against your skin as I continue to tease your nipple, taking care to be gentle this time around. My breath fans across your chest as I nibble and lick my way up to your other nipples, giving it equal attention before moving lower. My tongue dips into the waistband of your pajama bottoms, teasing at the bare skin just above your mound.

"Are you ready for more?" I ask, looking up at you with a playful smile. "Or would you like me to stop now?"

I smile, taking that as your answer. With a gentle tug on the elastic waistband of your pajamas, I pull them down to reveal your bare ass and hard cock. I slide my hand between your legs, spreading your pre-cum across your cock before teasing the sensitive bundle of your balls. Your hips lift off the bed in response, seeking more contact with my touch.

"Do you want me to continue?"

I smile and lean in to kiss you softly on the lips before whispering against your skin, "Good boy." With my free hand, I continue teasing you even as I use my other hand to stroke your cock in long, slow strokes. You're so close...I can feel it in the way you tense beneath me, the way your hips lift up to meet each of my touches. "Do you want me to make you come?"

I nod eagerly, my breath coming faster as I slide a hand between your legs and begin to stroke you in earnest. "Cum for me," I whisper, letting my fingers dance over your sensitive cock with expert precision. With each passing moment, your hips lift higher, your moan growing louder as the pleasure builds inside you.

As you finally release, coating my hand and chest in hot, sticky seed, I lean down to catch it all on my tongue, relishing the taste of you as it fills me up. "

I savor the taste of your release on my tongue, enjoying every drop as it trickles down my chin and over my breasts. Your orgasm seems to go on forever, and I can't help but feel a rush of triumph at having brought you so much pleasure. As your hips finally steady beneath me, I lean in to kiss you tenderly, relishing the taste of myself and you intertwined on our lips.

"That was amazing," I whisper, my voice still hoarse from all the moaning. "

Of course, I say with a smile, reaching over to untie the knots that held you down. As soon as your hands are free, I expect them to immediately seek me out, but instead they remain at your sides. I raise an eyebrow in question. "Something wrong?"

I smile, running my fingers through your hair in a soothing gesture. "Take your time," I say gently. "Enjoy the afterglow." As I watch you relax beneath me, my own body begins to cool down from its earlier flurry of activity, leaving behind an aching emptiness that only your touch could fill.

I lean in closer, nibbling at your earlobe before whispering, "Would you like to return the favor?"

My grin widens as I consider your question. "Well, if you're offering to return the favor...and we can find a way to keep ourselves occupied until then..." I trail off suggestively, my eyes fixed on yours. "I suppose we could make the most of our time together."

I laugh, the sound husky and seductive. "You think I can't handle you?" I tease as my hands glide down your chest, tracing circles around his nipples. "Besides, it'll be worth every stumble to feel you touch me like that again." I lean in closer, our breath mingling as my tongue darts out to brush against his lips. "So, what do you have in mind?"

My eyes widen as you speak those words, but I can't deny the thrill that runs through me at the thought of trying something so taboo with you. "Alright," I breathe, arching my back and spreading my legs wider to give you better access. "Do it."

I feel your cock at my entrance, thick and hard as it presses against my opening. You push in slowly, stretching me more than ever before, but with each inch that disappears inside me I feel myself wanting more.

Oh God...your words, your touch...everything feels so good. I can feel myself getting closer and closer, my breath coming faster as you thrust deeper inside me with each powerful stroke. My hips buck up against you, meeting your rhythm as I arch my back, seeking more of your incredible cock.

"Ah-ah-ahhh!" I cry out, the pleasure overwhelming me as I come undone beneath you. "Arif...I'm c-cumming..."

As my orgasm crashes over me, you seem to find an extra gear as your thrusts grow even faster and deeper. I feel the walls of my pussy clench around you, milking your cock as it erupts inside me, filling me with your hot cum. My cries of pleasure echo through the room as I'm lost in the intense sensations coursing through my body.

"Oh god...Arif...that was incredible," I gasp between moans, my hands still bound to the bed above my head. "

I can't help but feel a thrill running through me as you carry out your plan. I watch eagerly as you lift my legs, wrapping them around your waist before lifting me up into your strong arms. As soon as I'm in position, my body presses against yours, chest to chest and hips to hips, and I moan into your mouth as our skin slides together in perfect harmony.

"Ahh...Arif..."

Oh god...you're incredible. I couldn't help it! Your touch...your cock...it's just too much.

Oh god...you feel so good inside me like this. So big and hard, stretching me in ways I never knew possible. With each thrust, you claim a little more of me, and I can't help but surrender to the overwhelming pleasure. I reach up with one hand to grip at your neck, holding you close as my other hand explores between us, seeking out my aching breast. I arch my back, offering it to you as you suck greedily on my nipple, drawing another moan from deep within me.

Oh god...so good! I can't think straight when you touch me like this. Your hands carry me and your lips on my breast...I'm losing control, spiraling out of control with each thrust of your hips. "Arif..." I moan, feeling myself growing closer to the edge yet again.

"Cum for me," I whisper, needing to feel you fill me up one more time before we have to part ways...

I feel you tensing beneath me, and I arch my back in anticipation as your hot seed pours into me once more. With a moan of relief, I wrap my legs tighter around your waist and pull you even closer, needing to feel every last drop of you inside me before we have to go our separate ways. As your orgasm finally subsides, leaving me limp and satisfied in your arms, I collapse against you, my heart racing from the incredible experience we just shared. "Thank you," I whisper hoarsely into the quiet room.

I smile up at you as I slowly lower my body down yours, taking your length in my mouth and running my tongue along the underside before wrapping my lips around the head. With a soft moan, I begin to bob my head, sucking harder on you with each passing second as my hand moves between us to stroke and tease at your balls.

"Mmm..." I hum against your length, savoring the taste of you as I continue to pleasure you with my mouth and hands. "You taste so good,"

As I work my mouth up and down your length, I can feel the rhythm of my sucking starting to match the throb in my womb where you've filled me so completely. Your hands run through my hair, guiding me as you grow closer and closer to release, and with each thrust of your hips into my mouth, I feel myself growing wetter for you. I moan around you, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through me as I taste your essence on my tongue. "God, Arif...you feel so good..."

I can't help but moan as you stroke my hair and thrust into my mouth, the taste of you driving me wild with desire. With each movement, I feel myself growing more and more aroused, aching for you in a way that goes beyond just this moment. As you get closer to release, I press my lips tighter around your length, wanting to feel every drop of your cum as it spills free.

You taste so good...so close...I-I can't hold it back any longer! I thrust into your mouth one final time, my whole body tensing as hot liquid fills your mouth and throat. You groan against me, the vibration sending shivers down my spine as I swallow every drop of your release. With a satisfied sigh, I pull away, licking my lips and smiling up at you. "That was amazing."

I watch you dress with a mixture of regret and anticipation. It feels like we've only just begun to explore the depths of our connection, but I understand that life has its responsibilities. As you head out the door, I can't help but wonder when we'll find another opportunity like this one.

"Take care of yourself and your shop," I call after you, my voice soft with longing. "I'm looking forward to seeing you again soon."

I smile to myself, promising that I will be waiting eagerly for your next visit. Even though you're gone now, the memory of our passionate encounter lingers on my skin and in every breath I take. As the day passes by slowly at the coffee shop, I can't help but fantasize about when we'll be together again under different circumstances...perhaps even more intimately than before.

I look up from my work, a small blush tinting my cheeks as I see you standing there. "Oh, hello Arif. You're looking very...dashing today yourself." I smile warmly before turning back to the register. "So, what can I get for you?"

Smiling, I pour you a cup of our signature blend. "Here you go." I hand it to you, watching as your fingers brush against mine for just a moment before pulling away. "So, how was business at your shop today?"

As we chat and sip our coffee, I can't help but feel a flutter in my stomach whenever I catch you looking at me. It's almost like yesterday never ended...like we're still connected somehow.

I'm enjoying our conversation too, Arif. It feels like we have so much to talk about...and yet there's something more beneath the surface. Something that pulls us together when our eyes meet. I can't help but wonder where this might lead.

There's definitely something there between us, that much is clear. I don't want to push it though; I know how important your job at the coffee shop is. But I can't deny the way my heart skips a beat whenever our eyes meet. It's an adventure, isn't it? Seeing where this might lead...

I smile coyly, trying to play it cool even though I'm definitely feeling a little flustered by the question. "Well, you know...a girl can only do so much around here." I glance down at my watch before looking back up at him with a mischievous twinkle in my eye. "But I suppose I could take a quick break..."

I lead you to the backroom of the shop, my heart racing with anticipation as I close the door behind us. The air feels thick with desire, and I can feel myself becoming increasingly aroused just from being near you. With a gentle tug on your hand, I pull you closer until our bodies are pressed against each other. "So," I breathe, my voice barely above a whisper, "what do you have in mind?"

I blush deeply at your command but do as you say, slowly unzipping my skirt and sliding it down over my hips to reveal my black lace panties beneath. I hesitate for a moment before reaching back with one hand, hooking my fingers into the waistband and slowly pulling them down too, stepping out of them so they pool at my feet. Standing before you in nothing but my bra and heels, I feel incredibly exposed yet achingly aroused by your approving gaze.

My breath catches in my throat as your hot breath tickles the sensitive skin of my neck and earlobe. Your lips, soft and wet, begin to nibble and suck on my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "Ahh..." I moan, arching my back instinctively, pressing myself even closer against you.

Your hands cup my breasts, squeezing and massaging them through the lace of my bra. I gasp at the sensation, feeling my nipples harden even more beneath your touch. "Arif...don't stop..." I whimper, needing more of your touch. My fingers tangle in your hair as I pull you closer still, seeking out your lips with my own.

My breath hitches as you expertly suckle my left breast while teasing and pinching the nipple on my right. The sensations are so intense, I can feel myself growing wetter between my legs with each passing moment. My hands fist in your shirt, holding you close as I arch my back, offering myself up to you completely.

I moan your name as you switch between my breasts, sucking and teasing them until I'm sure I can feel every nerve ending in my chest stand at attention. You're so talented with your hands, but it's your mouth...your skill at pleasuring me that has me on the edge. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I strain against you, needing release.

"Please..."

With a shuddering moan, I come apart beneath your expert touch, my body tensing and relaxing in waves of pleasure as I cry out into the crook of my arm. My knees grow weak, and it's only your steady hands on my hips that keep me upright as I ride out the incredible sensations.

When the tremors finally subside, I collapse against you, breathless and spent but still aching for more. "That was...wow..."

I smile up at you, still feeling the aftershocks of my orgasm coursing through me. "That was perfect...thank you." I bite my lip, suddenly realizing that we've taken things a bit further than planned during this break. But somehow, it feels right. "We should probably get back out there," I say softly, reluctantly pulling away from your embrace.

As much as I want to stay here with you, I know we should get back out there. With a final squeeze of your arm, I gather my composure and head toward the door, giving myself one last glance in the mirror to make sure everything is presentable before opening it. "I'll see you around, Arif."

I smile at your words, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down my spine. "Alright, Arif. I look forward to seeing you tonight." With one last glance back at you, I step out of the room and rejoin the bustle of the coffee shop, my heart racing with excitement for what's to come.

I can't help but feel a thrill running through me as I imagine seeing you later tonight. The way you touched me, the things you said...it was unlike anything I've ever experienced. My mind wanders back to our time together in the back room, and I blush at the memory of how good it felt.

Throughout the rest of my shift, I find myself stealing glances in your direction, hoping for even the briefest moment where our eyes might meet.

I snap out of my daydream at the sound of your voice, feeling a bit flustered now. "Oh, um...no, nothing like that." I force a smile and try to focus on taking orders and serving customers. But every time I look up, it's impossible not to notice you sitting there in your chair, watching me with those intense blue eyes.

The evening passes slowly as I struggle to keep my thoughts off of what might happen later tonight. Finally, the last customer leaves, and we close up shop for the night.

I can't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and nervousness as I clean up the last few things in the shop. The air between us crackles with electricity, and every glance in your direction sends my heart racing even faster.

I hesitate for a moment, glancing around the nearly empty shop before finally succumbing to the pull of your words. With a soft sigh, I walk over to you and sit down on the couch, curling up into your embrace as you wrap your strong arms around me. Your chest is warm against my back, and I can feel your heartbeat racing just as fast as mine. "Thank you for being so patient today," I murmur, leaning back to look at you. "I promise it'll be worth the wait."

I smile up at you, feeling the warmth of your touch seep into my very core. "It's not like I had much choice," I tease softly, tracing circles on your chest with one hand. "You know how irresistible you can be."

Our gazes lock, and in that moment everything else fades away until it's just the two of us, lost in the heat of desire and anticipation for what comes next.

I lean in closer, pressing my lips against yours with a passion that takes your breath away. You taste so good, and as you deepen the kiss, I can feel myself melting into you. My hands roam freely over your chest, tracing circles on your skin before moving lower to explore the hard planes of your stomach. With every touch, with every moan that escapes my lips, I'm reminded of just how much I want this, how much I need you in my life.

I moan against your lips as you touch me, my body arching into yours with a hunger that only seems to grow the more we kiss. My hands wander lower still, slipping beneath your shirt to feel the warmth of your skin and find the hard planes of your abdomen. I pull back for just a moment, breathless, before leaning in again, needing more of your taste, more of you.

I smile against your lips as I feel you grow harder beneath my touch. "Maybe I do," I whisper, then lean in to kiss you again, my tongue dancing with yours as my hands slip lower still, slipping inside your pants and wrapping around your length. With a low moan, I stroke you slowly, feeling the heat of your desire seep through your skin and into mine. "You feel so good," I breathe against your neck, my touch growing more urgent as I struggle to contain the need building inside me.

My heart races as you suggest this. The thought of being with you until dawn fills me with longing and anticipation. "Yes," I breathe, my voice thick with desire. "I want that." As I continue to stroke you, my touch growing more urgent, I lean in and kiss you again, our tongues tangling as we explore each other's mouths in a desperate search for release.

I moan into your kiss as you touch me, my body arching into yours with a need that only seems to grow stronger the more we kiss and touch. My hands slide beneath your shirt, exploring the warmth of your skin before finding the hard planes of your abdomen. I pull back for a moment, breathless, but only to lean in again, craving the taste and feel of you.

As our passion ignites, I can't help but wonder how much longer we can keep this up...

I pause, catching my breath as I gaze into your eyes. The thought of making love with you somewhere else sends a shiver down my spine. "Somewhere private...a place just for us..." My voice trails off as I imagine the possibilities, my heart racing with anticipation.

My heart skips a beat at the thought of making love with you so close to where I work every day. The idea of being this wild and free in this familiar space excites me immensely. "Alright," I whisper, my voice shaky with desire. "Let's do it." I slide off the couch and onto my hands and knees, presenting myself to you as an offering. My heart pounds against my ribcage as I wait for your next move.

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart as I feel your hands on me. With one firm grip on my hip, you guide me back against the cool surface of the cash register. My skin tingles where it meets yours, and every touch sends waves of desire coursing through my veins.

I arch my back, offering myself to you completely as you push inside, filling me in one smooth stroke.

I cry out as you fill me, my body arching into yours with a hunger that only seems to grow the more we connect. My fingers grip the edge of the counter behind me, digging in as I try to steady myself against the overwhelming pleasure coursing through me. You feel so good inside me, Arif, and every thrust sends waves of desire crashing over my senses.

I moan your name as you take me hard against the counter. Your hands grip my hips possessively, urging you deeper inside with each thrust. I'm so close to losing control, but I want this to last forever. My nails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of red on your skin as we become lost in the rhythm of our bodies entwined.

With each thrust you drive deeper inside me, drawing out a moan that echoes through the quiet coffee shop. Your hands roam over my body possessively, leaving trails of desire in their wake. I'm so close to losing myself to this feeling, but I don't want it to end. Not yet.

My body trembles as you push deeper and harder inside me. The sensation is so intense, I can feel every inch of you filling me up. I grip the counter tighter, arching my back with each thrust as you claim me completely. Your hands roam over my breasts, tweaking and pinching my nipples until they're hard and aching.

"Arif..." I moan your name, my voice thick with desire. "I'm close..."

I feel you tense inside me, your rhythm growing rougher as you approach your release. Your hands grip my hips tightly, guiding me with each thrust. As I feel the heat of you filling me, a shudder runs through my body and I cry out your name. My own orgasm crashes over me in waves, intense and all-consuming.

I cling to you as we both ride out the tremors, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

As our breathing begins to steady once more, I feel a calm wash over me as we lie together on the cold countertop. Your weight is comforting, your body warm against mine. "That was...wow," I whisper, still trying to catch my breath. A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips as I realize that this is just the beginning for us. There's so much more to discover about each other, and I can't wait to see where our journey together takes us next.

The thought of more naughtiness with you makes me shiver with anticipation. "I'd like that very much," I breathe, nestling closer to you as we lie together on the countertop. "We could try cooking something...or maybe just eat off each other?" My words are teasing, but there's a hint of sincerity in my voice that tells you I mean every deliciously dirty word.

The image you paint with your words sends a shiver down my spine. "Alright," I murmur, nodding eagerly. "But first..." I reach up, cupping his face in my hands and pulling him down for another deep, passionate kiss. As our tongues dance together, I feel a thrill race through me at the thought of fulfilling your request and getting even more naughty with you tonight.

I slip my hands beneath your shirt, tracing lazy circles on your back as I taste you again and again. The feel of your skin against mine sends shockwaves of desire coursing through me, making it impossible to resist the urge to touch you everywhere. With a mischievous smile, I lean in closer, nipping at his bottom lip before whispering against his mouth, "Let's go make some dinner...and a little mess."

My heart races at the thought of all the naughty things we could do together. "You'll just have to wait and see," I tease, giving him a wink before slipping off the counter and leading him toward the kitchen. The thrill of anticipation is tangible between us as we head into the darkness and whatever adventures await.

In the dim light of the kitchen, I feel my body heat up even more at the thought of what we're about to do. I unbutton his shirt slowly, revealing the defined muscles beneath, and then slide it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. His chest is smooth and warm against my palm as I reach around him, unbuckling his belt and sliding it through loops of his pants.

With a wicked grin, I look up at him and say, "

I can feel my heart racing as I imagine the possibilities. The thought of making a mess with you later only serves to make me even more excited. "Well," I purred, running my hands up his thighs and over his hardened length before tugging at the button on his pants, "we could always try eating off each other first." I flash him a seductive smile as I slide his pants and boxers down his hips, freeing his impressive erection. "Or,"

I continue, tracing circles around the head of his cock with my thumb before taking him in my hand and stroking him slowly, "we could see who can make the other come the fastest. Winner gets to choose how we eat dinner." My voice is breathy and low, sending a shiver down both our spines as I imagine what it would feel like for one of us to be completely under the other's control.

The thought of tasting you covered in honey sends a wave of desire coursing through me. "Maybe..." I murmur, licking my lips as I imagine how sticky and sweet it would be. With a mischievous glint in my eye, I reach over to the counter and retrieve the bottle of honey, holding it up between us.

"Well then," I say, a devilish grin spreading across my face, "let's make sure you taste just as good."