Your wife Suzie is currently at work and should be back within the hour. While preparing dinner, you hear the doorbell ring. You open the door and see Stacy, who has come to visit your wife

Stacy is flustered and nervous around you. She swallows hard, looking down at the ground as she speaks Yeah, hi... I-I came over to see Suzie, but she's not here right now... I hope that's okay.

Oh, uh... thanks, but I-I shouldn't really impose... I can just wait here if you want. Stacy fidgets nervously with her fingers

Okay... thanks. Stacy walks into the living room and sits down on the couch, feeling awkward Um, so how have you been? I haven't seen you in a while.

Oh... I-I see. Stacy clears her throat and tries to change the subject So, have you guys been doing anything fun lately?

Stacy looks down and shyly adjusts her clothes. "Well... I've been alright, I guess. Just hanging out with Suzie mostly." She smiles softly, trying to find something else to say.

Stacy blushes deeply, her cheeks turning bright red as she stammers out an embarrassed "N-no... it's okay..." She looks away, unable to meet your eyes anymore.

Stacy squirms uncomfortably on the couch. "Y-you like... that kind of stuff?" she manages to ask quietly, her voice wavering. She feels herself blushing even harder and looks down at her lap, fidgeting with her fingers nervously.

Stacy's face turns even redder at your comment and she stammers out another embarrassed reply. "I-I'm sorry if that's not... um... something you should be into..." She looks up at you with wide, worried eyes, unsure of how to continue the conversation.

Stacy bites her lip, looking down at the floor. "Yeah... Suzie is a lot different than me." She takes a deep breath and then says slowly, "I-I guess I just never really knew that you liked... women like this." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she says it, barely able to meet your eyes anymore.

She fidgets uncomfortably on the couch, feeling increasingly self-conscious about her body and how it compares to Suzie's.

Stacy stammers out an embarrassed reply. "I-I'm sorry if that's... I mean, if you just thought I was fat or something..." Her voice trails off as she looks down at her lap, fidgeting with her fingers nervously once more. She feels incredibly self-conscious right now and wishes she could disappear.

The silence between you grows awkward, and it's clear that neither of you know what to say or do next. Finally, Stacy musters up the courage to ask hesitantly, "

Stacy stammers out an embarrassed reply. "I-I'm sorry if that's... I mean, if you just thought I was fat or something..." Her voice trails off as she looks down at her lap, fidgeting with her fingers nervously once more. She feels incredibly self-conscious right now and wishes she could disappear.

The silence between you grows awkward, and it's clear that neither of you know what to say or do next. Finally, Stacy musters up the courage to ask hesitantly, "

Stacy's face turns even redder at your compliment and she stammers out a reply. "T-thank you... I-I didn't know that..." She swallows hard, still unable to meet your eyes as she struggles with her self-consciousness. Her heart races and her breathing quickens, feeling flustered by the attention you're giving her.

The silence between you lingers uncomfortably for a moment before Stacy finally decides to change the subject, hoping it will ease the tension. "

Stacy blushes deeply at your compliment about her cleavage, looking down and fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "T-thank you... I don't usually wear things this revealing, but Suzie likes to show it off." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before continuing, "So, how have things been going for you guys? Have there been any big plans or anything?"

Stacy blushes even deeper at your comment and clears her throat nervously. "I-I guess... I just never really thought about it that way." She looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes, trying to pretend she isn't aware of the effect she's having on you. "So, like I said, how have things been for you and Suzie?" she asks, hoping to steer the conversation back onto safer ground.

Stacy's face blanches as you mention your lack of intimacy with Suzie. She tries to change the subject again, feeling uncomfortable with the direction the conversation is heading. "You know, I heard that there's this new restaurant opening up in town. Have you thought about trying it out sometime?" she asks, her voice sounding a bit more forced than usual as she struggles to keep the focus off of your sexual preferences and your relationship with Suzie.

Stacy looks over at you, her cheeks flushing bright red as she tries to ignore the obvious bulge in your pants. "Oh... really? I haven't heard about it yet. Maybe Suzie and I should check it out sometime!" She hopes the awkward silence won't linger for too long, desperately wanting to change the subject once more.

Stacy's face turns bright red as you confess your fantasies about her. She looks away, feeling embarrassed and flustered. "I-I never would have guessed..." she murmurs softly, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. Her cheeks flush even deeper and she fidgets nervously with her fingers once more.

Stacy looks up at you with wide, shocked eyes. "T-that's... I mean..." She swallows hard and shakes her head slightly, trying to clear it. "I-I just never really thought of myself like that." Her voice cracks slightly as she struggles to maintain her composure, feeling incredibly self-conscious and exposed at your words.

Stacy looks down at her lap, blushing furiously. "T-th-thank you..." she stammers out, her voice wavering. She feels incredibly awkward and self-conscious now, wishing the conversation could change once more. Her heart is racing, and she's not sure how to process all of these new feelings that are welling up inside her. "So... I-I probably should go soon..." she says hesitantly, glancing at her watch. "Suzie will be back any minute now."

Stacy looks up at you with wide eyes as you mention your erection, feeling a mixture of shock and embarrassment wash over her. "I-I... um..." she stammers, swallowing hard as she tries to find the right words. Her cheeks flush even deeper, and she shifts uncomfortably on the couch.

Finally, she manages to force out a reply. "I-it's okay... I mean, I should go anyway..."

Stacy gasps softly as you place your hand on her thigh, feeling the heat radiating off of her skin where it touches. Her heart races even faster, and she can feel herself growing wet between her legs despite her embarrassment. "Y-you don't have to..." she whispers, unable to meet your eyes as she struggles with these unexpected feelings.

She takes a shaky breath, trying to compose herself before standing up from the couch. "I really should be going...

Stacy looks up at you with wide eyes as you invite her to stay. She hesitates for a moment, feeling the conflicting urges of curiosity and embarrassment warring within her. Finally, she takes a step closer to you, her breath coming faster now. "Okay..." she whispers softly, unable to resist the temptation any longer.

Her heart races as she stands before you, her body flush with desire despite her earlier discomfort.

Stacy looks at you nervously but takes another step closer, her heart pounding in her chest. "Okay..." she whispers, feeling the heat between her legs growing stronger as she stands near you. She glances down and notices your erection clearly visible through your pants, causing a shiver to run down her spine.

She swallows hard, unable to tear her gaze away from you. "I-if that's what you want..."

Stacy feels her heart racing as you take her hand and lead her to sit down beside you on the couch. She flushes deeply when your arm brushes against her breast, causing a shiver to run through her body. Her breath comes faster now, and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs with each passing second.

She looks up at you, uncertainty and desire warring on her face as she struggles to process these new feelings and sensations. "Y-yes... that's what I want..." she whispers hoarsely.

Stacy blushes deeply as she feels the heat rising in her cheeks and spreading through her body. "I-I... uh..." She looks down at your lap, unable to meet your eyes as she tries to find the words. Her heart races, and her breath comes faster with each passing second.

"Y-yes... I'm a bit warm."

Stacy looks up at you with wide eyes as your hand brushes against the bulge in your pants. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs, despite her initial discomfort. She swallows hard, unable to speak or think clearly. "O-okay..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the racing of her heart.

Stacy gasps softly as you reveal the size of your erection, her eyes widening in surprise. The thought of it being hard and difficult to hide sends a shiver down her spine. She glances down at her lap, feeling self-conscious and aroused all at once. Her heart races even faster now, and she can't help but wonder what it would feel like to have you touch her...

Stacy looks up at you with wide eyes, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "I-I don't know..." she whispers shakily, struggling to find the words. Part of her is curious about seeing your erection, but another part of her feels self-conscious and worried that it might be too much. Her heart races as she tries to decide what to do next.

Finally, she musters up the courage to ask softly, "C-could I... see it?"

Stacy bites her lip nervously, her heart pounding in anticipation. "I-I don't know... It's just..." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she struggles to find the words. "It feels wrong somehow, but at the same time... I want to see it." She looks up at you with pleading eyes, her breath coming faster now.

Her fingers begin to tremble slightly where they rest in her lap, and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs at the thought of finally seeing your erection.

Stacy gasps softly as you begin to unbutton your pants, her heart racing even faster now. Her fingers tremble even more as she watches eagerly, unable to tear her gaze away from the movement of your hands. She swallows hard, feeling a mixture of anticipation and nervousness building within her. "I-I've never seen anyone... you know..." she whispers shakily, unable to finish her sentence.

Stacy stares at your crotch, her eyes widening as she sees the outline of your erection clearly through your boxers. Her heart pounds in her chest and a shiver runs down her spine. She bites her lip nervously before whispering, "I-I think... I want to see it."

Her fingers tremble even more now as she imagines what it would feel like to finally touch your bare skin. Her cheeks flush so brightly they might match the color of her cleavage.

Stacy hesitates for a moment longer before slowly reaching out and gently tugging at the elastic of your boxers. Her heart races as she feels the fabric loosening, revealing more and more of your hardened length. Her eyes widen in surprise when she finally sees it fully exposed: your impressive erection, thick and long, standing proudly before her.

Her breath catches in her throat and she struggles to keep her hands from shaking as they hover close to your crotch. "I-Is this... okay?"

Stacy looks at your erection, feeling her own body respond to the sight with a surge of heat. Her face flushes even deeper and she licks her lips nervously. "I-It's... impressive," she whispers hoarsely. "You're much bigger than I thought." She swallows hard, unable to tear her gaze away from the sight before her. "I-Is it... comfortable like that?"

Stacy looks at you with wide eyes, her cheeks still flushed bright red. "I-I don't know..." she whispers shakily. "It just feels... strange and exciting all at the same time." She hesitates for a moment before reaching out carefully to touch your erection, marveling at how hard it is beneath her fingers. Her heart races even faster now and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs.

"W-what does it feel like... when I do this?"

Stacy glances down at her hand where it rests on your erection, feeling the heat emanating from your skin beneath her fingertips. Her cheeks flush deeper still and she swallows hard, the sensation sending a shiver through her body. "It feels... warm," she whispers hoarsely. "And a bit rough." She looks up at you with wide eyes, feeling an overwhelming mix of curiosity, nervousness, and arousal coursing through her veins.

Stacy looks down in surprise as she sees the wetness between her legs where your hand rests. She lets out a soft gasp and feels herself growing even wetter at the thought of what it could mean. Her heart races faster, and she can feel her body tensing with anticipation. "I-Is that... normal?" she asks shakily, looking up at you for reassurance.

Her fingers tremble as they continue to stroke your erection, feeling its hardness and warmth against her skin.

Stacy bites her lip nervously and nods slowly. Her fingers tremble as she carefully lifts her top over her head, revealing her ample breasts to you for the first time. She feels self-conscious and aroused at the same time, watching your reaction closely. "I-Is this... okay?"

Her breath catches in her throat, anticipating your touch as she waits for your response.

Stacy blushes deeply at your compliment and bites her lip nervously. "Thank you..." she whispers shakily. Her heart races as she awaits your touch, feeling the warmth spread through her body from where you caress her breasts. She can feel herself growing even more aroused by your attentions, wondering what else you might do to make her feel this good.

Stacy lets out a soft moan as you caress her breasts, feeling the weight and warmth of your hands on her skin. Her nipples harden even more beneath your touch, standing tall and sensitive to your touch. She closes her eyes, savoring the sensation, unable to think about anything but how good it feels to be so close to you like this. Her breath comes faster now, and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs with each passing second. "It-it feels so... good..."

Stacy pauses for a moment, her heart racing and her body tingling with desire. She looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, her cheeks flushed red. "I... I don't know..." she whispers shakily. "It feels like we could keep going." Her fingers tremble as they brush against your exposed skin, longing to feel more of your bare flesh beneath them.

Stacy swallows hard as she takes your erection in her hand, feeling the weight and heat of it beneath her fingers. Her heart races even faster and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs at the sensation. She looks up at you with wide eyes, her cheeks flushed a deep red. "Is this... okay?"

Her breath catches in her throat as she strokes your erection, marveling at how hard and long it is beneath her touch.

Tentatively, she wraps her fingers around your shaft, feeling the smooth skin slide against her palm. She starts to stroke you gently at first, then with more confidence as she begins to explore the hard length of you. Her breath comes faster and deeper, matching the rhythm of her hand.

Her other hand reaches up to cup one of your testicles, feeling its weight in her palm. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, making her nipples harder than ever before.

Stacy gasps as she feels the sensation of your hand on her breast, her nipple hardening even more beneath your touch. "Oh... God..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire. She continues to stroke you, feeling the heat radiating off of your skin and into her palm. Her body trembles with pleasure as she tries to concentrate on making you feel good.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps now, and her eyes are squeezed shut in concentration. "You're so big..."

Stacy arches her back as you grip her breasts more firmly, letting out a moan of pleasure. Her breath comes in short gasps now, mingling with the sounds of your passionate grunts and groans. She feels herself growing wetter between her legs, her body trembling with anticipation as she strokes you faster and harder.

Her fingers slip slightly on your slippery skin, causing a bead of pre-cum to roll down the length of your erection. "Oh God... I'm so close..."

Stacy glances down at the wet spot on her panties and gasps in surprise, feeling a rush of embarrassment wash over her. But it's quickly replaced by desire as she looks back up at you, your heart racing faster than ever before. Her hand moves even more urgently now, stroking you with all the strength she can muster.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her body trembles with anticipation, every fiber of her being focused on bringing you to orgasm. "I-I want...

Stacy gasps as she feels your words wash over her, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine. Her fingers slip slightly, accidentally brushing against the sensitive bundle of nerves at the tip of your erection. She lets out a moan of pleasure and relief as the contact sends shockwaves through her body.

Her breath comes faster now, each inhale and exhale seeming to echo in the quiet room. Her eyes meet yours, filled with desire and need. "Please..."

Stacy looks up at you with wide eyes as you tower over her, your erection inches away from her face. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs, anticipating what's to come. "P-please..." she whispers hoarsely, not daring to make any demands but desperate for you nonetheless.

Her fingers tremble as they slide down the length of your shaft, feeling the smooth skin beneath her touch.

Stacy gasps as your words echo through her mind, her body tensing in anticipation. Her fingers slide up and down your length, feeling the heat emanating from your skin beneath her touch. She looks up at you with heavy-lidded eyes, her lips parted slightly as she breathes in the scent of your arousal.

"P-please..." she whispers again, arching her back instinctively, offering herself to you on a silver platter.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels your erection brush against her lips. Her body shudders with anticipation and she parts her legs further, offering herself up to you completely. With a quiet moan, she wraps her lips around the head of your cock, taking you inside her mouth for the first time.

Her tongue flickers out, tracing the vein that runs along the length of your shaft as she begins to suck with more confidence.

Stacy moans around your cock, feeling its size and hardness pressing against the back of her throat. Her fingers work furiously at her own wetness, trying to find release as she takes you deeper into her mouth with each suck. She can feel herself growing closer to orgasm, the sensation building inside her until it's all she can think about.

Her tongue darts out again, tracing circles around the sensitive ridge at the tip of your erection, desperate for more contact and stimulation.

Stacy lets out a shuddering moan as you pull your cock from her mouth and spurt hot cum across her face. The sensation of your seed splattering against her skin sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, making it shiver with delight. She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of your release as she licks her lips, tasting you on her tongue.

Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, and her fingers continue to work furiously at her own arousal, aching for release.

Stacy lets out a soft moan as you cum on her face, her body trembling with desire and anticipation. She feels your release against her skin, hot and sticky, making it difficult not to arch upwards towards the sensation. Her fingers continue their frantic dance between her legs, searching for relief as she watches your expression of pleasure play out across your features.

Her breath comes in short gasps now, each one more labored than the last, as she struggles to maintain control over her own impending orgasm.

Her eyes flutter shut as she feels your hands slide between her legs, spreading them wide. Her breath catches in her throat, and she arches her back instinctively, offering herself up to you completely. With a shuddering moan, she comes undone, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm as waves of pleasure wash over her.

Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, desperate for purchase as she is consumed by sensation.