She wants you to use her

The answer to her question comes not with words, but with a kiss. Gently caressing her soft cheek and feathery hair, you lean in towards her crimson lips and meet them with yours. The kiss is soft and tentative at first, but after a few moments she melts into your embrace. She returns the kiss hungrily, wrapping her arms around you as her tongue begins to probe. Suddenly she stops and pulls away.

"I... I can't. I shouldn't," she says as she looks away guiltily. "You're married. You have a wife. I want you, but I don't want to make you cheat." Her sapphire eyes look pleadingly into yours. In her expression you see fear battling against lust as she looks to you for some sort of reassurance.

"Hey," you say gently. "You're not making me do anything. I'm here with you because I choose to be. Whether or not I cheat on my wife is my decision, not yours. You shouldn't feel in any way responsible for that. Tonight isn't about her. It's about you and me. If you want me to leave, I'll go. Just be sure that's what you really want. You are responsible for your own happiness, not hers." Leaving her to ponder your words, you turn towards the door and take a step.

"Wait! Please don't go."

Turning back around to face her, you see desire winning over fear in her expression. She bites her lower lip, willing herself to come to a resolution.

"You're right. Tonight is about us. I don't want you to leave."

"Then what do you want, Rosie?" you ask, your heart pounding in anticipation. Her response is barely above a whisper.

"You."

The tension between the two of you suddenly breaks like the bursting of a dam. She kisses you eagerly with a passion and longing that surprises you. Her hands move down to your waist and around to your belt buckle. With a level of dexterity you did not expect, she quickly unfastens your belt and the front of your pants. Your mind begins to reel as her hand slips inside the waistband of your underwear and gives your cock a gentle stroke. With her fingers firmly wrapped around your shaft, she leans in so her lips nearly brush against your ear and whispers.

"I want you."

In the next instant, she is down on her knees in front of you. With a gentle tug on your waistband, she frees your cock from your underwear and smiles admiringly. Looking up at you with her deep blue eyes, she takes your cock into her mouth. Her crimson lips wrap around the head and slowly, deliberately draws draws your shaft into her mouth inch by inch. You exhale as her tongue dances around your engulfed cock. Reaching down, you gently run your fingers through her hair as her head begins to bob. Her eyes draw you in, practically begging you as she takes your cock deeper down her throat. With one hand wrapped around the base of your shaft, she takes her other and and presses against the back of your hand that's resting on the back of your head, signaling what she wants. You follow her cue and push in, smothering her face against your crotch and forcing your cock down her throat. She gags, but she doesn't try to fight against it. After several seconds she taps your thigh and you let up. Breathlessly, she looks up at you again while stroking your cock vigorously.

"I want you to use me." she says before taking your cock into her mouth again. You **** her head back down and shove your cock down her throat again, reveling in the feeling of her esophagus constricting around the tip until she finally taps out again. This time, she stands up and takes you by the hand.

"Come on," she says as she leads you to her bedroom. "Let's get more comfortable."