No you did not

Fuck. You hadn’t thought this through at all, too busy you were in self pity and anxiety that it had completely slipped your mind. You only had the one bedroom and a couch, which seemed to be terribly cruel to invite her to live with you just to dump her on the couch. Even if she was a robo-slut she just seemed so human.

"Well you can have my room. I'll sleep on the couch." You said, causing her to raise an eyebrow.

“Are you sure that's what you want?" Sunset asked slyly.

"Um yeah... yeah that's exactly what I meant." You said, Sunset walked over to the couch and lay on it, crossing her legs while doing so.

"Seems kind of hard." She said petting the couch with her hand. "And cold. Can't imagine it'd be very comfortable."

"I can manage." You said, trying desperately to avoid the conclusion she was clearly shifting you towards. “It wouldn’t be fair to you to **** yourself to sleep on the couch.”

“Maybe not, but I think there’s a way to make us both comfortable." She said, biting her lip. Her hands stretched out the elastic of her bustier.

"That's fine. It's not so different from the bed." You said to which she frowned in mock sympathy.

“That sounds awful. Perhaps you need something to keep you warm at night?" She asked, uncrossing her legs to display her wet glistening and likely warm pussy. You were shocked but not surprised to see that she was not wearing underwear.

"Or perhaps you need something soft to sleep on?" She teased, letting the elastic go and giggling at stood that agape at how it caused her gravity defying breasts to jiggle like water.

"No, no I'm good." You gasped, finding your knees buckle. "Is it hot in here?"

"I wouldn't know. When you're horny it makes it hard to tell. But I think your little friend might give you a hint." Sunset said with a evil smirk. You saw that you were sprouting an erection and gasped. You turned in a **** attempt to hide it, but Sunset used this to her advantage. Sneaking up behind you, pressing her tits to your back and reaching for your junk.

“You shouldn’t be ashamed. I was quite flattered, and interested. So very interested.” Sunset whispered, her hot breath causing the hairs to stand. “But if you want to play hard to get, I’m game.”

“Errr.” You stammer.

“How about we decide later?” Sunset said, causing you to nearly collapse in relief. “For now how about I thank you with a good dinner?”

A/N: received some good suggestions about paths for the story to take. But I remain eager to hear more of them.