Take me home, Chuck Murphy, and do me again

You cradle Chuck's balls in your palm as he sits on the desk in his insurance office. A fine figure of a man, the old boyfriend you let go twenty and more years ago, a man of substance without a woman in his home and the angels sent you right to him when you and Cheryl fled the fire.

"I feel so blessed that it's you, Chuck, taking care of me in my hour of need. And I am so happy I can witness with you in your own need. Months, hon? If you need me, you don't need to wait. You just call me and I'll be your doorway to Heaven, right here, just like today. You're a good man and you need a lovin' touch, you should have someone to share that with."

"Mary?" Chuck says. "I wish we could have made it work, back then."

"Young Mary and Young Chuck weren't ready. You and me now, we can make it work if that's what you want. At least until we find me a place to live. And I'm in no hurry. Tell you what, why don't you take me home with you and see if I fit into Martha's old clothes." You squeeze his balls. "I'd love to catch up on some more lovin' if you're that way minded. No promises. We already know we care for each other."

"But you and Brian, Mary?"

Chuck has such a cute face when he looks worried. He was always a cute boy and a worrier.

"No worries, hon. That's why I kept you around listening. I told him you and me had just done it, and you heard what he said. How happy he was to hear that. More power to love for both of us, Brian and me. That's who we are to each other. Take me home, Chuck."

You give Chuck's balls another friendly squeeze and let him go so he can get street legal again.

What a cute blush that man has.

In Chuck's fancy car, wrapped again in a blanket and packing strap, you steer him away from his apologies about keeping a bachelor household and get him talking about his college kids. He's worried about them being away from home in the big city, but proud of Pete, his beautiful son with his flighty first wife Elaine. and Tillie, his brave and strong daughter with the his second wife, tall and demanding, recently divorced Martha.

You have 5 XP, +0 Hard, +3 Hot, +0 Cool, -1 Control, and the Character Moves Truth, Mistress, Mind Control, and Touch Yourself, and can spend 5 XP to pick a new Character Move from Create a Female PC.

Tell Him: 2d6+3 = 10 + 3 = 13. On a 10+, he is happy to go along, take +1 Forward to Get Fucked.

2d6+0 to Get Fucked (-1 Hard, +1 Forward): 4, Miss. What happened?