Persuade her

You frowned, confused. "What do you mean? Why not?"

"Come on, Kirsten," you said, taking a step closer again. Your voice was low, seductive. "We both know this is what we've been wanting since the moment we saw each other downstairs."

Her resolve seemed to waver as she bit her lip again. You could see the desire burning in her eyes. But then she shook her head slightly. "I can't... Bruce-"

"He's not here," you pointed out, tracing circles on her arm with your fingertips. "And he'll never find out."

She looked away from you, conflict evident in her expression. "It feels wrong..."

You leaned down, whispering in her ear. "It wouldn't be cheating if he didn't find out." You felt her shiver against you. "Think about how good it would feel. Like old times."

Kirsten hesitated before speaking softly, almost too quiet for you to hear. "But what if someone tells him?"

Your hand moved to her hip, pulling her close once more. "No one needs to know but us. It can be our little secret." You kissed her neck gently, feeling her pulse quicken.

"I… I just don't think I can cross that line…" Kirsten said, clearly thinking about what she really wanted to do.

You nodded, swallowing hard as anticipation built inside of you. Your hands found their way back around her waist, pulling her hips flush against yours so she could feel just how much you wanted her.

She gasped softly, feeling your erection press into her stomach. Her cheeks flushed pink again, but this time it was accompanied by a mischievous glint in her eye. Slowly, tentatively, she reached down and placed her hand over the bulge in your pants.

You groaned quietly at the contact, closing your eyes briefly to savor the sensation. When you opened them again, Kirsten was looking up at you with lust-filled eyes.

"I can't have sex," she whispered huskily, "but maybe I can still make you feel good..." With that, she began to rub you gently through your jeans, causing another low moan to escape from deep within your chest.

Before you could respond, she dropped to her knees in front of you, her gaze never leaving yours. "Is this okay?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.