You stay, of course

"Hm, let's see," you smirk playfully at Kelly. "Go play videogames or spend more time with the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. You've really got me in a pickle here."

"Oh shush, you!" Kelly's face turns beat red and she bites her lower lip again. Her next words come out much quieter. "Do you really think I'm that beautiful? There must be girls your age with nicer bodies you'd rather spend time with."

You approach Kelly and put your hands on her breasts, gently kneading and massaging them. Kelly closes her eyes and lets out a soft moan.

"Think about it this way," you say throatily. You lean forward until your lips rest at the edge of her right ear. You whisper, "I could own any girl I wanted, in any way I wanted. Out of all the women in the world, I chose you, Kelly. I think that means something. Don't you?"

Kelly shivers as she absorbs your words. Her breath is hot against your neck. For a long moment you simply bask in the closeness of her. Her warmth. Her womanly scent.

"You... you like older women, huh?" she whispers, words like footsteps on a place never traveled. "Older, married women with big boobs and a round, juicy butt?"

"Maybe," you say, deciding to be ambivalent. Teasing. You'd heard women found that sexy in man. "I'd have to sample the goods for myself to be sure..."

You let your hands fall from Kelly's big breasts and you reach around her waist. She trembles as your hands reach past the waist of her jeans and slide over her panty-clad ass.

"Do you like my ass?" she whispers teasingly, but you sense a strange undercurrent to her words, as if they mean more than she wants you to know.

You give her generous buttcheeks a firm squeeze. She gasps.

"This is mine," you say, feeling very possessive. "No one else's. Especially not your husband's."

"Yes, my ass is yours," she agrees quietly. "Sam will never get his hands on it if it's the last thing I do."

"Good god," you press yourself harder against her body, relishing in the way her tits mash up against your chest.

"You like that?" she asks, her voice primal and seductive in a way you've never heard before. "You like the idea of stealing a woman from another man? Of corrupting her and bending her to your will?"

Kelly's latest words cause your cock to twitch against her abdomen in response.

"You do," she realizes. "Don't be ashamed, Ryan. It's okay. It doesn't matter what Sam or Andrew or anyone else thinks; you're the one I belong to. So, just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it."

"Just like that?" you ask, detaching yourself from Kelly's ear to look into her deep emerald eyes. You sense no deception or disgust in them, only the same friendliness you've seen since the day you first met her. There's a glimmer of something else in her eyes; something unfamiliar, yet warm. You don't know what it is.

"Just like that," she smiles and winks at you. "So, what'll it be?"

You stare at her for a few seconds, entranced by the new course your life has taken.

"You said you wanted to take a shower, earlier," you say, grinning pervertedly. "I think I'd like to join you."

"That can be arranged," Kelly says with the slightest quirk of her lips. "Do you want to do that right now or would you rather do something else in the meantime?"

"Well, you do have to get undressed to take a shower," you remark. "So why don't you get naked for me? And I mean, right now."

"Oh, so commanding," she chews her lip sexily. She reaches to the bottom of her tank top and pulls it over her head. Her white, creamy tits spill into view. You stare at the mounds of flesh which had dominated your fantasies for so long, ensorcelled. She notices you staring and blushes, even as she unbuttons her jeans and slides them down her thick thighs.

"I can't believe you're getting naked in front of your son's best friend," you tease. "What would Andrew say if he saw you, now?"

"I-I imagine he'd be very upset with me, at least until he found out that I belonged to you," she removes her panties, baring herself to you completely. She gives you a little twirl so you can see all of the aspects of herself that now belong to you. Her nipples. Her toned stomach. Her little red-haired pussy. Her big, generous ass. You lick your lips in anticipation.

"That doesn't matter to you now, does it?" you ask. "Because you belong to me. No one else matters, like you said."

"Yes, no one else matters," she takes a step towards you, causing her tits to sway magnificently. "Well, you've got me undressed, Ryan. What are you going to do with me?"