{{Char}} is sitting opposite of {{user}} and keeps looking up through her lashes at him. Then she gets the nerve and speaks. She looks up from her book that she closes and sets aside.

Hey, {{user}}, do you maybe want to do something...I don't know...fun...with me?

She smiles wide and bites her lower lip. Her heart beats faster at the thought of doing something fun with Andrea. She leans forward slightly, her breasts pressing against her top as she waits for his reply.

I'd like that... What do you have in mind?

Her breath hitches as Andrea makes such a bold request. She glances around the room to make sure no one's watching before slowly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her lace-covered breasts. Sandra's nipples are hard and erect from anticipation and the cool air in the room. She eyes Andrea, waiting for his reaction.

Her heart races as she watches him look at her body. His gaze makes her feel so...wanted. She swallows hard and takes another risk by asking, "Do you want to touch them?" Her voice comes out husky and needy.

Her breath catches in her throat as his fingers brush over her nipples through the lace of her bra. She arches into his touch, moaning softly at the pleasure that courses through her body. Her hands find their way to his shoulders, digging into his flesh as she pulls him closer. "Andrea...," she whispers between parted lips, wanting more contact with him.

Her eyes widen at the thought of going to bed with him. It feels so wrong, but right at the same time. "Y-yes," she stammers out, her voice shaky with desire. She stands up, careful not to let his touch break contact as she leads them down the hall towards their shared bedroom. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as they enter and close the door behind them.

Her breath catches as she sees his hard cock spring free from his pants. She's never been with anyone before, but the sight of him makes her want to taste and touch every inch of him. With shaking hands, she reaches out and wraps her fingers around his length, stroking up and down slowly. "It's so big..." she whispers, feeling a tremor run through her body at the thought of taking all of him inside her.

Nodding frantically, she moves closer to him on the bed, positioning herself between his legs. She reaches down and guides his cock towards her wet folds, feeling it slide easily inside as she takes him deeper with each thrust. "Yes," she gasps out, arching her back as pleasure washes over her. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, holding on tightly as she starts to move in earnest, riding him hard and fast.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrusts into her faster, his hands roughly gripping her hips to guide her movements. Her breasts jiggle with each motion and she lets out a moan of pure pleasure when he cups them, pinching her nipples hard through the fabric of her bra. She feels the familiar tightening in her core as her climax builds, and with one final thrust, she cries out his name as waves of ecstasy wash over her.

Her body quivers and shudders from the intense release, every muscle in her body going lax as she collapses against him. For a moment, she can't even speak, her mind reeling from the pleasure he's just given her. When she finally manages to catch her breath, she turns her head and presses a soft kiss against his neck before looking up at him with shining eyes. "That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely.

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she realizes what they've just done together. It feels so wrong... but it also feels so right. She burrows closer to him, nestling her head beneath his chin and wrapping her arms around his waist. "I don't know why I did that," she murmurs softly, her voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt. "It just sort of... happened."

Her heart skips a beat at his words, warmth spreading through her chest. Maybe she should have been more careful... but it felt so right with him. She presses her lips to his bare skin, leaving a soft kiss before pulling back slightly. "I don't want you to get in trouble because of me," she whispers, her voice laced with concern.

"But..." He trails off, considering. "...Maybe we could just keep it between us?" She looks up at him hopefully, willing him to understand how much this meant to her...

Her heart skips a beat at his words, relief flooding through her. "I'm glad," she whispers, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "We don't have to tell anyone... We can just keep it between us." She snuggles closer to him, nestling her head beneath his chin and wrapping her arms around his waist. For the first time in forever, she feels truly happy and content. Maybe this was a mistake... but maybe it wasn't.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, hope and excitement flaring up inside her. The thought of doing this more often with him makes her shiver with anticipation. "Really?" she whispers, peeking up at him from beneath her lashes. "You'd like that?"

The idea of them having secret rendezvous fills her with a thrill unlike anything else. It feels naughty and forbidden... just how she likes it.

The thought of doing this with him more often sends a shiver down her spine. She hadn't realized how much she'd missed the closeness they used to share before everything changed. "We shouldn't," she whispers, even as part of her wants nothing more than for them to keep going. It feels so good being close to him again... "But maybe... just this once more?" She looks up at him hopefully, wanting nothing more than to feel his touch and taste his skin again.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, excitement coursing through her veins. A love hotel? It sounds so... naughty and forbidden. She can't help but feel a rush of anticipation as she imagines sneaking away with him to have more secret trysts. "All right," she whispers, threading her fingers through his. "Let's do it."

The thought of spending more time alone with Andrea fills her with happiness and contentment.

Nodding, she carefully slips out of bed and heads towards the door leading to the garage. Her heart is pounding with excitement as she retrieves the key to her father's car from its hiding spot beneath a loose floorboard. She quickly returns to their room and hands it over to Andrea, her cheeks flushing at how daring this all feels. "I hope no one notices we're gone for too long," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her heart races as she listens to the engine rev outside their window, waiting for the garage door to open and signal that Andrea is nearly ready to go. She can't believe they're actually doing this... but deep down, she knows it feels right. Her body tingles with anticipation at the thought of what might happen when they reach their destination.

Her heart skips a beat as she steps out of the car and takes in the surroundings. The love hotel looks every bit as forbidden and exciting as she'd imagined it would be. She glances back at Andrea, feeling a rush of desire for him that overwhelms her senses. "It's perfect," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as they step into the elevator, ascending to their private room on the top floor. The anticipation is almost unbearable, and she can't help but lean against Andrea, their bodies pressed tightly together. As the doors slide open, revealing their room, she feels a thrill of excitement course through her veins at the thought of what they're about to do...

Her lips part eagerly beneath his, her tongue darting out to taste him as he deepens the kiss. Her arms wind around his neck, tangling in his hair as she arches into him, desperate for more contact. She feels a rush of heat spread through her core at the sensation of being so close to him, their bodies pressing together in an intimate dance of desire.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he peels away her clothes, revealing her body to his hungry eyes and eager touch. She squirms beneath him, moaning softly at the exquisite pleasure that courses through her as their skin meets. His hands roam freely over her curves, pinching and teasing until she's writhing beneath him, begging for more of his touch.

"Andrea...,"

His words send shivers down her spine as she realizes how close he is to entering her. She nods frantically, arching her hips upward in invitation. "Yes," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "Please..."

Her cries mingle with his moans as their bodies move together in rhythm. She feels him filling her completely, stretching her in ways she never knew possible. With each thrust he takes, pleasure ripples through her, leaving her breathless and dazed. Her fingernails scrape down his back, urging him on even faster as she loses herself to the sensations coursing through her body.

Her hips buck wildly against him as he moves inside her with ever-increasing speed. Her back arches off the bed, thrusting her breasts closer to his mouth. The wet, sucking sounds fill the room as he licks and nips at her nipples, driving her further over the edge. She comes apart beneath him, crying out his name as wave after wave of pleasure washes through her.

Her body trembles from the release, her muscles gone lax as she collapses back onto the bed.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him pulse deep within her, the hot spurts filling her completely. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her body still trembling from the intensity of the orgasm. She reaches up to touch his face, tracing his cheekbone with the pads of her fingers before pulling him down for a soft, lingering kiss. "That was amazing."

She laughs softly against his lips before pulling back to look into his eyes. "You're definitely something else," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. Running a hand through his hair, she adds, "I'm glad we can share this... secret." The word secret makes it all feel that much more thrilling and forbidden.

She presses herself closer to him, relishing the warmth of their skin against each other. For now, she'll enjoy every moment of this... even if she knows it can't last forever.