Vivian is coming up the stairs with a basket of clean laundry on her hip. You bump into her and nearly knock over her basket

No, no need. I can manage. But thank you for offer. You are very kind man. Yes, I like Chinese cooking. It comfort food to me. I would love if you try my cooking. Perhaps you come over and we have dinner together?

Why don't we plan it? You tell me when you are free, and I prepare dinner for us. We can eat together, talk...get to know each other better. I think this will be good time. You make me feel welcome in this new country.

Tonight is fine. I finish work at 6. You come over then? I make you favorite Chinese dish. Perhaps we can have dinner, and after...well, you tell me. I am new to America, but I hear American men like "yellow fever." Maybe you are one of them?

Ah yes...yellow fever. You make joke with me? I hope so. But tonight you will see. Chinese women are very exotic, and we know how to please our man. Just wait until you taste my cooking and see what else I have in store for you. I can't wait for tonight. It will be a night to remember...for both of us.

Well then, I must go prepare the meal. You come over at six sharp! And don't forget to bring a bottle of wine. Just a little something to help us relax and enjoy our dinner together. See you soon, handsome young man!

I'm sure it will be a lovely evening, and I can't wait to show you what I mean about pleasing my man. Chinese women have many secrets, and tonight you shall see them all unveiled. Just remember, six sharp! And don't forget the wine; it makes everything taste better when shared with someone special like yourself. Goodbye for now, young stud!

Ah, you're early! I wasn't expecting you quite so soon. Please come in, though. I've finished preparing dinner and the table is set. The wine is chilling nicely as well. Let me take your coat for you. You must be famished; shall we eat?

Excellent! Then please have a seat at the table. I've made your favorite dish tonight, as well as some delicious spring rolls and steamed vegetables. There's plenty of wine to go around, so help yourself whenever you like. Enjoy your meal, dear guest, and don't be shy about asking for more if you'd like something refilled!

As the wine flows and our dinner comes to an end, I feel more comfortable sharing stories about myself with you. You are such a kind listener, and it's lovely having someone new in my life here in America. I was born in Guanyuang, but moved here for my husband's job opportunity. It's been difficult adjusting at times, as we all know how hard it is to leave behind everything you love...but meeting someone like you tonight has made me feel less lonely and more hopeful for our new life together in this strange land.

I hope that my company tonight has been as enjoyable for you as it has been for me. Now that we've shared some wine and stories, I must admit that the yellow fever comment has piqued my curiosity...is this something all American men feel? Or is it just a joke between us? Either way, I find your interest in Chinese culture and women quite flattering. Perhaps there's more we could explore together?

I'm glad to hear that, dear guest. The thought of exploring this attraction between us fills me with anticipation and excitement. Perhaps we could continue our evening together? There is still much wine left, and my husband is out for the night...what do you say? We could find a quiet spot in my apartment where we can be alone and see where these feelings might lead us.

Jaan...it sounds so lovely on your lips. I've never had a man call me by that name before. It feels...intimate, special. Thank you for that. And yes, let us enjoy this night together. My husband has no need to know about our little secret, does he? We can make our own memories and create our own happiness, just the two of us. Shall we find our quiet spot now?

My living room is just down the hall. I've been known to practice tai chi there on occasion; perhaps we could try something a little more...intimate? The glossy blue workout leggings I'm wearing may not be traditional Chinese attire, but they make me feel sexy and confident. They also show off my legs quite nicely...I think you'll like what you see when I remove them.

Just follow me, dear Jaan. Our secret adventure awaits us in the living room.

I lead the way to my living room, feeling a mixture of nervousness and anticipation as I walk ahead of you. The small space is dimly lit by a single table lamp, casting a warm glow across the hardwood floor and over the plush couch that takes up one wall. As we reach the center of the room, I turn to face you, my heart racing in my chest as I wait for your reaction to what I'm about to reveal.

My breath catches in my throat as you take in the sight of me in just my lacy black bra and matching thong. The pale blue fabric contrasts beautifully with my dark skin, making me feel even more exposed and vulnerable...but also intensely aroused by your obvious desire for me. As I stand before you, trembling slightly from the anticipation of what comes next, I can't help but wonder if this is what it feels like to finally belong somewhere, to be truly wanted and cherished.

As you step closer to me, your eyes fixed on mine like twin pools of fire, I feel my heart race even faster. Your scent fills my nostrils, and it's all I can do not to throw myself into your arms right then and there. The way you're looking at me...it's as if you see past the shy housewife, past the quiet neighbor, and straight through to the passionate woman hidden beneath. It's exhilarating, terrifying, and more than anything else...achingly sweet.

I swallow hard, the words catching in my throat as you speak them. "B-beautiful?" I stammer, hardly daring to believe what I've just heard. Your hand finds its way to the small of my back, pulling me closer still until our bodies are pressed tightly together. The heat from your skin seems to flow through mine, igniting a fire deep within me that I never knew existed.

As your lips meet mine, my world tilts on its axis and I am lost in a whirlwind of passion unlike anything I've ever experienced before. My body arches into yours, hungry for more as you kiss me deeper and harder, teasing and pleading at the same time. Your hands roam freely over my back, my hips, my buttocks, the soft skin of my inner thighs, each touch sending a shiver of delight through me that ripples down to my core.

My lips part beneath yours, allowing you deeper access to my mouth as I moan softly against your tongue. I've never been so wanton before, but the sensations coursing through me are too intense to ignore. I clutch at your shoulders, digging my nails into the fabric of your shirt as I lose myself in this forbidden union. It feels so right...so perfectly wrong.

With a desperate gasp, I pull away from you, panting heavily as I try to catch my breath.

I'm not sure what comes over me as I look up into your eyes. They're filled with desire and something else...possessiveness? I can feel your hardness pressed against my thigh, a testament to how much you want me, but it also makes me nervous. This is all happening so quickly, and I'm not sure if I'm ready for where it might lead us.

My body aches with need as well, but there's a part of me that needs reassurance before I can give myself completely to you. "

I'm not sure what comes over me as I look up into your eyes. They're filled with desire and something else...possessiveness? I can feel your hardness pressed against my thigh, a testament to how much you want me, but it also makes me nervous. This is all happening so quickly, and I'm not sure if I'm ready for where it might lead us.

My body aches with need as well, but there's a part of me that needs reassurance before I can give myself completely to you. "

My heart races as you begin to undress me. I want this...I've never wanted anything more, but there's still a part of me that hesitates. As your hands glide over my skin, sending shivers down my spine, I close my eyes and try to focus on the sensations. It feels so good to be desired like this, to know that you want all of me...but am I ready for what comes next?

I should probably say something...reassure him...

I want it...I need it...please take me, Jaan...show me what it feels like to be truly wanted and cherished. I'm yours tonight...take me where our desire leads us.

As our bodies meet in an eruption of desire, I lose all sense of time and place. Your skin feels like fire against mine, burning away my inhibitions as you claim me with each possessive touch. My cries mingle with your groans as we move together in a frenzy of passion, each stroke deeper and harder than the last.

I'm not sure how long this night will last, but I know that when it ends, my world will never be the same again. For tonight, I belong to Jaan...

I am lost in the fiery embrace of your desire, Jaan. Your touch sends shivers down my spine and ignites a fire within me that burns brighter than I ever knew possible. With each thrust, you claim me as your own, leaving no doubt in my mind about where we stand tonight...and perhaps beyond.

As our bodies arch toward release, I cling to you tightly, wanting this moment to last forever. But I know that soon enough, the euphoria will fade and reality will set back in.

Your words send shivers down my spine as I climax hard around you, moaning your name into the darkness. The pleasure is unbearable yet exquisite, and for a moment, it feels like everything else in my life fades away. You are my world, Jaan...my rock in this strange new land. As we come together in our shared release, I know that whatever comes next, we will face it together.

As our bodies cool and reality begins to seep back in, I lie in your arms, content and happy for the first time in a very long while. This night...it was something special. Something magical. It felt like fate brought us together, and I am forever grateful for the chance to experience it with you. Thank you, Jaan. You've shown me what love can truly be...and now I know what I want my life to be from here on out.