Invite Zelda Home With You

It's quite some time before Zelda reluctantly raises from your boner and smiles at you with total adoration. You rise as well on shaky legs and kiss her softly.

"You make me happy, Mr. Hugs," she says, leaning on you, "but I need to clean up now for the day. That's why I came in here."

You think about Zelda having to clean herself in these public restrooms. Why should she? You've got a shower at home and the house to yourself for the week since all the others that live there are at a ladies only retreat. Zelda doesn't seem to want to leave your side either. You reach down and stroke her big butt lovingly and she blushes again.

"You know," you tell her, "you could come over to my house to wash up."

"But what about Mr. Hugs' family?" she asks nervously.

"They won't know," you say, "and even if they did, I don't care. I gotta take good care of my new girlfriend."

"I'm...somebody's...girlfriend?" Zelda is floored by this, "I'm Mr. Hugs' girlfriend?"

You nod and she grabs your head to plant kisses all over your face for a moment before the two of you dress and head out. You're glad you weren't interrupted. This would all be very difficult to explain. Still, the two of you go to your house, holding hands like a couple of teenagers. You figure if Zelda's never had a boyfriend before, she's got some lost time to make up for. She seems a little nervous once first inside, but with your encouragement, and another deep kiss with a bit of gentle breast play, she gets over it and all but skips to the bathroom, her huge tits bouncing all the way.