I am going to kiss her!

Her lips are softer than you thought. You didn't know she'd be this warm or...or enticing. Delilah jolts at the point of contact and doesn't seem to kiss back. In fact, she doesn't move at all. Feeling that maybe you shouldn't have done that, you start to recoil. However, when you try to pull away, she grabs and kisses you passionately, as if making up for the lack of action earlier. She wraps her arms around you, melting into her embrace as soon as you have a firm grip around her waist. Moans are exchanged, and tongues are brought to you. She pushes you into the counter, making this first kiss into a full-blown make-out session. You rub her sides and start touching her freely, grabbing her near-perfect ass and hoisting her up. She can't help but wrap her legs around you as you continue.

"Mm~ take~mm!! Me to your room~!" she manages between moans. You both go to your room. You pass the lobby and walk up the stairs, making it to your room in record time. Once your door is locked, Delilah throws herself back into your arms. Her dress uniform was discarded to the floor beside the bed. You stumble into the sheets and continue where you left off, now without worrying about being seen or caught by staff or guests. Your tongues roll against each other. Her entire body is soft to the touch, which drives your lust levels through the roof. Your hands go over her body more, exploring her curves and mounds. It isn't until your hand reaches between her thighs that she breaks the kiss and turns away. Her tan expression is red hot - full of embarrassment. You ask if she's feeling OK. She bites her lips and looks out. She doesn't answer at first, so you ask her again. "I... haven't had sex before."

Your heart leaps. You ask her if she wants you to be her first time. She snaps at you. "Of course! That's why I asked you to take me here! I'm just...nervous, that's all. Are you going to be rough?"

A small smile forces itself over your lips. Her reaction to this is adorable. You sit upward and place a hand on her lap. You tell her you'll stop whenever she requests it. She nods and inhales deeply. Her chest inflates and then deflates as she relaxes. You kiss her again to get her back into a lusty mood. She giggles and leans back down. "I never expected to like a contractor so much. You're much more...gentle than the others I've met before."

"We're all different," you say, kissing her again. She takes your kiss while holding you. She starts to unbutton your shirt and pants. "Remember, if you want to stop--"

"I want to do this. Don't worry." Once you are in your underwear, you ask if she's drunk. She looks at you, displeased with your question. "My name is Delilah Schulz. 2+2 is 4. We are near the Canadian Border. I am about to sleep with a contractor. Do I sound drunk? I want to have sex. With you. Right now. I am not 100% sober, but I am 100% positive in my actions."

You join her bed. All of her confidence melts away. She smiles gingerly and leans back into the sheets. You start to take off your underwear, which prompts her eyes to widen. You loom above her, staring at her cute face and features.

"What is it?" she asks.

"You're just...so damn cute right now."

She blushes and looks away. "I've never thought anything otherwise, b-but why say it now?"

You lean in, kiss her neck, and ride your hand up her torso. "You just deserve to know that before we continue."

Delilah's breath hitches at her throat - she's experiencing something she's never felt before. Her fingers thrash, gripping the sheets before she finds your back. She holds onto you and gasps as she feels your tongue lather her skin and your hand grope one of her breasts. She's making noises you've heard no other woman make before. She's about to be making a lot more noise too.