She led him upstairs and into Angela’s old room, which was now a sizable home office.
“Please,” she said, “take a seat.” So James took the seat in front of the computer, the only one in the room. He pressed a button and the black screen sprang to life.
“It needs a password,” he said.
“Oh, it’s…” she began.
“It’s probably better if you type it yourself. For safety.”
“Oh, ok,” she said. “You look like a decent young man,” she added leaning over, her arm pressing into him as she typed, “but you never can tell.”
“I guess,” he said, eyes focused on the screen, desperate not to ogle her heaving breasts. He could smell her perfume, which struck him as sophisticated, mature. Nowhere near as sweet as the perfume Debs wore.
She typed slowly, as if she had never used a keyboard before. When she pressed enter to confirm the password, she leaned back, placing her hand on his shoulder as she stood directly behind him.
“Where did you order it from?” He asked after the computer had loaded.
“Let me think,” she said, leaning in again, putting her hand on his as he held the mouse. She guided them both to the taskbar and loaded up the internet browser, before clicking on a bookmark.
The page was a commonly used shopping site, so it wasn’t difficult to know where to go.
“You just need to click on…”
“You’re the expert,” she said, “why don’t you show me how it’s done?”
With that, he continued to control the mouse with both their hands on it, finding the change delivery address option easily.
“All done,” he said.
“That’s wonderful, thank you,” she said. “I feel you really taught me a thing or two today.”
By this point, any doubt in Jame’s mind was gone. This was not how normal people spoke in day-to-day interactions. So, either she was an alien who had learned human communication through watching pornography, or she wanted to fuck him.
He decided it was the latter, when her hand slipped off the mouse and onto his dick.
“Is there any way I can repay you?” She asked, her hand sitting in his lap.
“It’s fine,” he said. She was certainly very beautiful and he was desperate for a piece of ass, but he couldn’t do that to Debs, and he felt bad for her husband. So, he decided to do the decent thing and go home and jerk off.
But then she started to rub his dick through his jeans as she ran her tongue over his ear lobe, and he forgot all about decency.
Within moments, they were on the floor of the study, rolling around, kissing, grabbing, pawing, fuelled by nothing more than pure lust. She rolled them both over and straddled him, his hands on his shirt, running them up and down over the fabric, before leaning down and kissing him, her hips rubbing against his.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, the words just popping out.
She smiled at him and put a finger to his lips, before kissing him again. They continued like this for a few minutes before she leaned into his ear and whispered,
“Do you want to fuck me?”
He nodded in the affirmative and she smiled, sitting back and pulling off her yoga top, revealing the exquisite breasts he had seen through the window.