Help her

"Just show me what the trouble is, Natalie,"

You enter the apartment, and she closes the door behind you. She appears to have a child, for there is a playpen and toys in the living room. She leads you toward the kitchen.

"It looks like you have a kid." you say, pointing at the items.

"Yes, but Tyler is taking his nap," she answers.

When she reaches the kitchen, she explains, "The sink doesn't drain well, John. Sometimes, it's takes an hour to finish."

You look under the sink, and then turn on the faucet. You let the water run for a couple minutes, and the drain seems to work fine. You turn around to mention this to Natalie, and see that she has unbuttoned her blouse. You can see her black satin bra in the opening of her shirt. She moves toward you with a lusty look in her eyes.

"Hmmmm, it must have fixed itself, I guess," she says in a sultry voice. "Perhaps you can help with another set of my pipes."

She licks her lips, and then kisses you hard on the lips. Her mouth is soft and inviting. You feel her tongue just barely poke out of her lips and lick across yours. She tastes deliciously sweet. You open your lips, and her tongue follows in, probing your mouth and chasing your tongue. Her arms go around your neck, and she hugs you close to her shapely body. You can feel her large tits pressed into your chest.

She breaks the kiss and says, "I just couldn't take my eyes off you when you came to the door. I just had to have you. You don't mind, do you?" She pouts a little and bats her puppy dog eyes at you.

Those full lips in a pout are just too sexy for words, and you move back into the clinch with her, mashing her lips with yours. You push your tongue into her lips, and she opens her mouth to accept it willingly. You try to tie her tongue in knots. She rubs her body on yours, and your quickly-stiffening manhood pokes into her belly under your jeans.

"You seem excited. Am I sexy? Do you want me?" she asks teasingly.

"You are so sexy, I can't control myself. I want to make love to you so bad," you say, lust heavy in your voice.

"Well, then, let's go to the bedroom. We've got about an hour before Mr. Brunswick comes home," she says with a grin, taking you by the hand and starting toward the back of the apartment.

"Mr. Brunswick!?" you say, shuddering slightly.