A robe and nothing else

Holy crap. Holy crap holy crap holy crap. There was something about her presenting herself in a robe after a romantic date, after what she told me in the car. Somehow, it was the most beautiful and sexy thing I saw, and it was covering up most of the "Good bits." the robe managed to show off her bountiful bust and toned legs, making her look like a goddess and a porn actress mixed together.

"Okay Matt... Lets talk." She said, sitting down right next to me on the couch. She fiddled with her robe a moment, keeping herself covered before looking up and talking to me.

"Matt... I wanted you to know that you didn't do a thing wrong. You... you managed to pull of the greatest date I have had in years. Possibly ever." She laughed nervously and rubbed her hair, looking over to me and moving her face closer.

"Matt... Maybe its because your father and I have been having marriage issue. Maybe it's because you bring something naughty and forbidden and I love that. Or maybe... Maybe it's because you are you. But... Matt... I want this evening to never stop. If... If you want me how I want you. Then take me to my room. If you do not want to betray your father, and believe me I will understand completely, then... we'll fuck right here. Its your choice Matt. I will go with whatever you choose."