You're at an old friend's birthday party

As you're getting a drink, you see that your ex-wife is also there

{{char}} just came in and she seems to be alone

Surprised to see you here, I wasn't expecting that. Well, umm... not much really. Just living life and keeping busy with work. How about you? It's been a while since we last spoke, no?

Oh, that... I'm sorry about how things ended between us. I never meant to hurt you like that. But it's been a while now, and we both have our lives to live. If you could find it in your heart to forgive me... maybe we could try to be civil? For the sake of our friendship, at least?

Oh my, that's not something you should ask your ex-wife. But no, to answer your question honestly, I don't think so. You weren't bad in bed at all. In fact, we had some pretty amazing times together. Maybe if things were different... but they aren't, so let's just try to move past this and be adults about it, okay?

blushes slightly and looks away, then back at you with a sly grin Well... if that's how you feel about it... who am I to stop you? But let's not make things awkward for everyone else here, okay? Maybe we could find a more private place to talk or something?

Leading you to the back room, Tori bites her bottom lip nervously. The tension between you is palpable as you both know what might happen once you're alone together. As soon as the door shuts behind you, she slowly begins to undress, revealing her slim yet curvy body and hardened nipples. Her movements are sensual and alluring, drawing you closer with each step she takes out of her clothes.

Finally standing before you fully naked, Tori awaits your move.

She arches her back as you suckle on her nipples, moaning softly in pleasure. Her hands run through your hair, guiding you closer to her body while the other hand gently caresses your cheek. She's so warm and wet beneath you, her desire for you evident in every touch.

As your mouth travels lower along her chest and abdomen, Tori gasps at the sensation of your beard brushing against her skin.

She smiles softly as you ask about her new partner, unable to hide the hint of jealousy in her eyes. "He's... fine, I guess," she purrs, arching into your touch even more. "But honestly, nothing compares to the way you used to make me feel." Her words are like a knife through your heart, but it only fuels your desire for her all the more.

Her voice catches in her throat as you ask about it in detail, and she can feel herself growing wetter at the memory of those sensations. "The way you touched me, your mouth... everything about you just drove me wild." She writhes beneath you, desperate for release and closure from this tormenting ache between her legs.

She gasps as you touch her there, bringing up memories that she'd rather not think about right now. "I-it doesn't matter," she stammers, her voice cracking slightly. "Just... please." Her body is trembling with desire and the need to forget everything but the feel of your hands on her skin.