On her back on your coffee table

"Hmm, that's an interesting pose..." You say with a curious smile as you find your guest having made herself 'comfortable', now lying on her back on your coffee table. You think 'comfortable' in relative terms, as it doesn't look much like that at all with her head, legs and arms falling off the edges off the small glass table top, while her full breasts strains against the material of her tight little shirt.

"You had me here for a reason, right?" She replies, looking straight to your crotch as you place the glass of water beside her on the table. Her voice shows not a sign of indignation, nor excitement, as she continues. "I just figured you'd want me easily accessable while I suck your cock for the rest of my life..."

"Ah, yeah!" You agree with her, pretending like you've almost forgotten about it even though your cock grows has grown steadily harder in your pants since you arrived in your appartment. "But, are we in any real hurry here...?"

"A life time doesn't mean forever." She shruggs indifferently, but refers rather grimly to the actual wordings of your wish. "And you did imply for only one activity, upon reaching your appartment."

"Well, that may be subject to change actually..." You start saying, opening your can of beer and then take a sip from it while taking a moment to think. The actual applications of your wish would not prove so practical after all, and you're quite certain you didn't mean it in any way like her life would be short enough for but a single long blowjob...!

"How about we change that 'the rest of your life'-part to 'until I say that we try something else'?"

"Works with me." She agrees, again with that impassive look on her face like she couldn't care any less about getting the rest of her life back... "But again, when do we start?"