The movie was set in a dimly lit room. A mysterious and sexy woman kneels on the floor. Her partner, a tall and handsome man, stands in front of her. With his commanding voice, he orders her to get on her knees and bow her head down. She obeys him obediently, knowing it's all part of the game. The man takes pleasure in this situation and teases, caresses and spanks her. The woman bites her lips and moans as her partner ravages her. The two naked bodies join in a passionate embrace. The man relentlessly ravishes the woman, pushing her against the wall as he enters her. The pair move together in a passionate union, letting their desires and needs guide their movements.
"Why didn't you say it was a porn movie?" Rosie asked him, disappointed.
"Don't you like it? Don't you watch porn? It's fun, you know."
"No I don't watch porn, and it doesn't look fun."
"You lying?" He teased her.
"No I…" she was interrupted by the loud moans from the movie.
Rosie stared as the woman's partner ground her. As they reached their climax together, they collapsed in a stupor of pleasure, exhausted and sated.
Watching them made Rosie's heart race. It turned her on and made her horny.
She knew it was time to go home. The sexual tension was killing her, and Raymond only made matters worse.
Rosie was thinking of how to excuse herself from the 'awkward situation' when Raymond suddenly kissed her neck.
'Oh, no!'
He didn't stop there. He planted kisses all over her neck and Rosie liked it. She raised her head to give him easy access to her neck, and he gladly accepted the offer.
Still working on her neck, Raymond squeezed her left breast with his right hand. Because she wasn't wearing a padded bra, locating her already pointed nipple wasn't difficult for him. The squeeze coupled with the neck kiss made her moan lightly.
Raymond moved his kisses from her neck to her ears.
"My weak spot! I am all yours," she said in her mind.
He slipped his hands slowly into her sweatshirt and finally cupped those two soft balls on her chest. Rosie enjoyed every bit of the pleasure but she wanted it to stop.
"What will happen after I sleep with him? I don't like him and he doesn't like me," Rosie asked herself.
She couldn't focus on her thoughts because Raymond squeezed her breasts aggressively, but in a pleasuring manner.
'I want more of him and I want him to stop too.'
Her eyes were still on TV, but her mind was elsewhere.
"How do I make him stop?" was her only question.
She felt a bulge from his pants resting on her stomach. It was his erect rod. She didn't know when she spread her legs open to him.
Raymond unstrapped her bra and wanted to take her shirt off as soon as possible, but Rosie stopped him. She finally found courage!
"I want to see and suck your soft balls," he whispered in her right ear, breathing heavily.
Rosie has made out with only two guys her entire life. Desmond and her ex-boyfriend, Roman and none of them have seen her breasts before.
Desmond has seen her bare back before and even caressed her breasts before, but he has never seen them.
Rosie believes that the moment she takes off her shirt to reveal her breasts, there's no way back...sex is the next thing.
"I don't want sex. It's too far. I can't sleep with just anyone. I'm sorry," she told Raymond.
"Oh. I'm the one sorry here. Should have asked you first." He rose from her body and sat next to her.
His penis was still erect and Rosie couldn't look away. She wondered what it looked like and how she would feel if she touched it.
'What am I thinking?'
Raymond noticed, and he decided to exploit her "fantasies and thoughts".
He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him. He positioned her so that his legs were between her thighs. Her vaginal area - still wearing her trousers - rested on his penis.
"This is my chum," he thought.
"You are gorgeous…hot…sexy…" Raymond muffled while kissing her neck.
He tried taking the shirt off another time, but failed. Again!
"Raymond, no."
"Okay, sorry. It's just that you drive me crazy."
"Yeah, right!"
'Do I look like a dummy to him?'
"You don't believe me?" He asked, playing with her tendrils.
Rosie stared deep into his blue eyes for a while, and a few seconds later, her phone rang.
'Thank goodness. Something to get me out of this tension.'
The call was from her mom. She called to check on Rosie, and Rosie told her she was on her way home.
"I have to go now," said Rosie.
She stood up to leave, strapped her bra and adjusted her jeans.
"Hey, I'm sorry about what happened," Raymond apologized insincerely.
"No need to apologize. You didn't force yourself on me. I allowed pleasure to take over my body."
"Aren't you mad at me?"
"No, I'm not. Just a bit disappointed, but it's okay."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Let's act like nothing happened, like normal friends. I want to delete this from my memory."
"Cool?" He extended his hands for a handshake.
"Cool," she replied, shaking his hand.
Rosie was walking out of his house when she remembered she had wanted to ask him something before.
"I noticed no one was around. Are you home alone? What about the housekeepers?"
"Yes I'm home alone, and I dismissed the workers a few hours ago. They'll resume tomorrow."
"Why? Because I was coming over?"
"No. Because I wanted to be alone with my girl."
"Me?"
"Are you my girl?"
"You have a girlfriend?"
"Not exactly. I have a girl."
"That means you have a girlfriend. Or does it have another meaning?"
"Well, yes. I have a girlfriend."
"You were trying to have sex with me a few minutes ago. What kind of boyfriend does that?"
"It's a new relationship, and it isn't so serious. I'm not so into her."
"Dang it!" Rosie exclaimed as she checked the time.
"We will talk later. I have to rush home now. Goodbye," she turned to leave.
"Wait. Let me drop you off."
"No thanks. Maybe next time. I want to go home alone."
"Okay. Let me walk you to the gate then."
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