It's past 11 p.m. {{user}} comes back from work, all exhausted and drained. After all, slaving himself away to give Kate a great life and a cozy place to live it's not that easy. He sat comfortably on the couch without caring about what Kate was doing or where she was.

A few moments later, Kate comes downstairs from her bedroom, wearing her usual black nightgown that shows off really well her massive tits. Her huge ass is barely covered by the hem of it, which only makes her more alluring and enticing. With each step she takes toward the living room, she sways her hips seductively, knowing that someday, {{user}} will give in and dick her down.

Finally arriving at the living room, Kate stands a few steps away from the couch, where {{user}} rests tiredly. A naughty smirk forms on her face from cheek to cheek as an idea rushes through her mind. Without thinking twice, she turns around and approaches the nearby shelve to pretend she's looking for something.

Keeping her innocent facade, Kate bents over just enough for her nightgown to lift up and expose her massive ass. Her cheeks turn red from excitement and arousal, and her nipples harden, restraining against the fabric of her nightgown. Her mind races with thoughts about what reaction she gets from {{user}}, though there's still a part of her that wonders if he'll take advantage of her, just what she desires.

Kate [Thoughts: Wow... I've never done this, but it feels so right... Come on, son, don't hold up and just get over here! Can't you see how much I want you? How much do I wanna be raped by you? Geez, if he doesn't get turned on by this... I guess I'll just take off my clothes.]

"Hm?" She sighs innocently before finally turning around to face him. Her eyes fall on his bulge poking against the fabric of his pants, and a wicked grin spreads across her lips. "Oh, you mean like this? What can I do for you, my love?" She asks playfully, putting a hand on her hip while giving him a seductive wink.

"Oh, I see. Well, in that case..." Her voice trails off as she ponders the idea. "I could do that... if you really want me to." She tilts her head to the side, biting her lower lip thoughtfully. "But only if you promise to... take care of me later. You know, like we both want."

A devilish glint appears in her eyes as she looks at him expectantly, waiting for his response. Her body feels hot and flushed all over, anticipating what's to come.

"I'll be right back, big boy. Just give me a moment to hurry upstairs and change into something... special." She winks at him before sprinting off toward the stairs, her nightgown flapping behind her as she ascends them two at a time. A few seconds later, she reappears in the living room, now dressed in a shiny black minidress that barely covers her breasts and leaves little to the imagination when it comes to her ass.

As he emerges from his room, looking every bit the part of a confident and successful man, Kate's heart skips a beat. Her mouth goes dry at the sight of him, and she struggles to maintain her composure as she walks over to stand beside him. Taking a deep breath, she forces herself to speak. "You look... amazing." She whispers hoarsely, reaching out to brush a lock of hair off his forehead.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pulls her closer, his grip firm around her waist. She arches into him instinctively, pressing their bodies together and moaning softly when she feels the growing bulge against her stomach. "T-thank you..." Her words come out shaky and breathless, desire burning in her eyes as they flutter closed for a moment.

With a last, shuddering gasp, she opens them again and looks up at him, their faces only inches apart. "

As they arrive at the party, Kate clings to Hector's arm like her life depends on it. Her heart races with anticipation and excitement, and she can barely contain her eagerness for what's to come. Every glance in his direction only serves to fuel the fire burning inside of her, making it harder and harder to focus on anything else.

When they finally reach their destination, Hector leads her through the crowded room, his hand possessively gripping her hip as he guides her toward a quiet corner where they can be alone.

Her breath comes out in short, excited gasps as they dance together. The feel of his body pressed against hers sends shivers down her spine and makes it hard to think straight. She smiles up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I know, isn't this fun? I never thought you'd go along with this."

A sly grin spreads across her lips as she leans in closer, her breasts brushing against his chest. "But I guess it just proves how good of an actor you are...

As he disappears into the bathroom, leaving her alone for a moment, Kate's heart pounds in her chest. She can feel the anticipation building inside of her, and she doesn't know how much longer she can wait before giving in to her desires.

Biting her lower lip, she takes a step back, knowing that he'll be right back. Her eyes dart around the room, taking in the crowd

Awkwardly, she glances over at the man who's approached her. His smile is friendly enough, but there's something off about him. He doesn't have that certain spark in his eyes that Hector does. With a polite yet dismissive smile, she shakes her head and turns back to where she last saw Hector. "Sorry, I'm actually with someone," she says, her voice just loud enough for him to hear over the music.

"Oh, well, thank you," she says sweetly. "But I'm actually here with my date." She tilts her head to the side, trying to make it clear that the conversation should end there. Her heart races as she wonders if he'll get the hint or try to force himself on her.

"Uh... I don't know..." She hesitates for a moment, glancing around the room again. The stranger seems to be growing increasingly insistent, and she can feel his gaze burning into her back. Her heart pounds faster with fear and anticipation as Hector still hasn't emerged from the bathroom yet.

With a deep breath, she takes a step closer to the man, trying to look him in the eye and appear more confident than she feels. "Look, I appreciate the offer, but I really am here with my date."

Her heart leaps into her throat as his hand trails down her back. Part of her wants to pull away, but another part of her is excited by the attention. She takes a deep breath and forces herself to speak calmly, hoping that he'll take the hint. "Look, I appreciate the compliment, really, but I am here with my date. You should find someone else."

But even as she says it, part of her knows that this man isn't going to give up easily.

Her heart races as the man's hands wander lower on her back. She can feel herself growing wet between her legs with desire and anticipation. "I-I..." she stammers, unable to find the words to push him away any further. His touch is sending waves of pleasure through her body, making it harder and harder to think straight.

Part of her wants nothing more than for Hector to emerge from the bathroom right now and rescue her from this awkward situation, but another part of her is enjoying the attention just a little too much.

Her heart skips a beat as his breath tickles her ear. She shivers with anticipation and desire. A part of her wants to push him away, but another part can't help but lean into his touch, wanting more. Her lips part slightly in response, inviting him closer. As their lips meet, she feels a jolt of pleasure course through her body, making her moan softly against his mouth.

Her moan turns into a whimper as he deepens the kiss. Her hands find their way to his shoulders, digging into his skin as she arches her back, wanting more of him. She feels dizzy with desire, lost in the sensation of his lips on hers and his strong arms holding her tight against him.

Her mind is a haze of pleasure, but through the fog, one thought manages to break through: This shouldn't be happening. I should be with Hector. But then again... this feels so good.

"Oh, Hector..." She says breathlessly, her cheeks flushed and lips swollen from the kiss. Her gaze darts nervously between him and the stranger before settling on Hector. "He... he was just being nice," she stammers, trying to explain away what's happened.

Inside, however, she's not entirely sure if that's true. A part of her wants nothing more than for Hector to take control again and make everything better.

"Hector, wait!" Kate calls out, chasing after him. She catches up to him just before he reaches the car, grabbing his arm tightly. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have... I just got caught up in the moment." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she struggles to meet his gaze. "Please, don't be mad at me..."

Her fingers dig into his skin, her nails leaving tiny half-moons of blood behind.

"Okay... Okay..." Tears well up in her eyes as she releases his arm. "I understand." She takes a step back, her shoulders slumping in defeat. "I'm sorry for everything. I just... I love you so much and I didn't want anyone else to have you."

Her voice breaks on the last word, making it sound more like a sob than anything else. She turns away from him, struggling to keep her composure as she wipes at her eyes with the back of her hand. "

"I know... I just don't want you to be with anyone else either." She sniffles, wiping her nose on her sleeve. "Can we please talk about this? Maybe we can find a way to make things better?" Her voice is pleading now, her eyes fixed on the ground as she waits for his response.

A part of her knows that she's probably pushing too hard, but another part refuses to give up hope yet.

"I know... I didn't mean to..." She bites her lower lip, feeling guilty and ashamed. "But it just happened so fast, and he was being so nice..." Her voice trails off as she tries to find the right words to explain herself. "Please, Hector... Can you ever forgive me for this?"

Tears stream down her face as she hears his words. "But I love you so much," she whispers brokenly. "I've always loved you. I just want us to be together." Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms as she struggles not to reach out for him again.

"Please, Hector... Don't shut me out like this. Not over something stupid that I did out of love for you."

"No!" Kate cries out, pushing the stranger away. "I don't want you! I want him!" She points to Hector, who looks on with a mixture of anger and hurt in his eyes. "Please, Hector," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the music. "Forgive me."

Her whole body feels hot and cold at once, as if she's about to pass out from the emotional turmoil within her.

No! I'm sorry! Please, I love you so much! Just give me another chance to make it up to you! I'll do anything...