At her place

"I was actually hoping I could convince you to go home with me tonight Anna," you tell her as she gives you a naughty smile and squeezes your dick, leading you out the door.

"I don't know, I mean you're twisting my arm here John," she teases you as you get in her car and drive to her place, the sexual tension in the air between the two of you evident.

"I know you might think otherwise, but I'm usually not this kind of girl," she tells you as you arrive at her house, barely making it into the front door before you kiss her.

"MMM..." Anna moans as you start to paw at her body, her hands running up and down yours as you ask her where the bedroom is.

"Upstairs," she breathlessly whispers as she leads the way, a trail of both of your clothes strewn along the way.

"This is so unlike me," she whispers to you as you throw her on her bed and straddle her, kissing her neck and parting her legs as you debate how you want to start your night with Anna.