Chloe

Her hand landed on his thigh, the touch featherlight. Dan's eyes darted down to her delicate fingers, the nails painted a tantalizing shade of red. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore the sudden heat pooling in his groin. Chloe's hand remained there, a silent invitation that grew heavier with each passing minute.

The porn on the TV reached a crescendo, the woman on screen taking the man's cock deep into her mouth. Chloe's eyes remained glued to the screen, but her hand on Dan's thigh began to move with the rhythm of the scene, her fingertips tracing little circles on the fabric of his pants. Dan's breath hitched, and he could feel his cock swelling, straining against the fabric of his pants.

He tried to focus on anything but Chloe's hand, his eyes darting around the room, but every time they landed on hers, they seemed to be drawn back to the TV. Her gaze remained fixed on the screen, her pupils dilated. Her tongue darted out to lick her lips, and Dan felt his cock throb in response.

Her hand slid a little higher, and her thumb grazed the bulge in his pants. He jumped, and she looked at him with a mischievous smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Do you like what you see?" she whispered, her voice thick with desire.

Dan's eyes widened, torn between the shock of the situation and the undeniable attraction he felt for Chloe. "What are you doing?" he managed to ask, his voice hoarse.

Chloe leaned closer, her breath hot against his ear. "What does it look like?" she said, her hand moving to cup his cock fully, her palm pressing against the outline of his erection. "I've always wondered how it feels to have something so big inside me."

The room grew hotter, the air thick with sexual tension. Dan could feel himself losing control, his body responding to the heat of Chloe's touch. He glanced towards the door, worried that Tiffany might walk in at any moment, but the thrill of being caught only added to the excitement.

"Chloe, we shouldn't..." Dan began to protest, his voice trailing off as she unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, hard cock. She stared at it with a mix of awe and hunger, licking her lips as if it were a decadent dessert she couldn't resist.

"It's okay," she murmured, her hand stroking him gently. "Tiffany won't be back for hours."