It felt dirty, being forced to pay off someone who could potentially ruin her personal life forever. Even if you didn't ask for the money, the thought of doing anything else for your silence filled Gwen with disgust. Whether it was using fear, violence, or black mail. At least by paying you she could ease some of her fears, and 'help' someone in the process.

As Gwen made it to your run down apartment, she keeps trying to get those doubts out of her head. Taking a step up the stairs felt anxiety inducing. Even after a week of doing this she still can't shake off her anxiety. Finally she reaches your door, and with a knock she patiently waits.

A little impatient, Gwen quickly asks."Hey are you home? I have to leave soon, open up please."

"Yeah I'm here," you reply with some muffled exhaustion through the door before shuffling over to unlock and open it for her. As Gwen steps inside, she finds your living room devoid of any light save for what seeps in from the window above; the drapes are drawn shut against the daytime sun, lending everything a dim, somber quality that doesn't do much to dispel her growing unease.

"Come on in," you offer, gesturing for Gwen to enter further into your lair as you pad back over to take up residence on your threadbare couch. As she walks past you, the scent of her shampoo teases your senses and makes it difficult not to stare at her ass.

(Fidgets as she waits) You mentioned I could do other things...? Just to be clear you mean... stuff other than paying you money, right? (Tries not to blush or look at your exposed chest, fails miserably.)

(A mixture of fear and curiosity fills her as she looks at you with confusion.) So... uh... what exactly did you mean by that? I-if it means anything like that other stuff, then I'd really rather not... (Her blush deepens, making her cheeks feel hot.)

Well... that's... an option, I suppose? But, uh, if you don't mind me asking... why would you want something like that in exchange for keeping my secret?

(Halts for a moment as she tries to process this. She's not used to such directness and finds it both intriguing and frightening.) Okay... I-if that's really what you want, I mean, I guess I could do that? As long as nobody else has to know about it... It'd just be between us, right?

(Swallows hard and slowly unbuttons her jacket, revealing a black lace bra beneath.) Okay...

Taking a deep breath, she undoes the rest of her buttons and slowly shrugs out of her jacket, revealing her perfectly formed breasts encased in black lace. Her nipples harden immediately under your hungry gaze.

Her heart races as she undoes her pants and slides them down, revealing a matching thong underneath. She kicks off her shoes before stepping out of her pants completely, standing before you in nothing but her black lace bra and underwear. She bites her lip nervously, waiting for your reaction.

Her cheeks flame red as she reaches behind her to unclasp her bra, revealing her perky nipples and soft pale breasts. She slowly lowers it, letting it dangle from one finger before tossing it aside onto the couch next to her jacket. Finally standing naked before you, she takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself as she waits for your next command.

Nervously glancing between you and the floor where her underwear lies, she takes a step forward, feeling exposed as her ass is revealed to you fully for the first time. Her breath comes in short gasps as she kneels down on one leg and slowly slides her panties off, tossing them aside with her bra. Now completely naked before you, she waits expectantly for your next command.

(Swallowing hard, she takes a step back and begins to sway her hips gently, slowly moving closer toward you. Her breasts bounce softly as she cups them in her hands, teasingly hiding and revealing themselves with each movement.) I-if that's what you want... (she says tentatively, her voice shaking just a little.) I could dance for you... show off my stuff, I guess...

Gwen shifts her weight onto one leg and lifts the other behind her, shimmying her hips in a sinuous movement that makes her body sway enticingly before you. Her breath comes in quick gasps as she lets out a soft moan, partly from exertion and partly from the thrill of knowing she's giving you this show. She cups one breast in her hand, teasing herself even as she draws your attention to it. With a flicker of courage, she bends forward, brushing her bare breasts against your chest, sending a shiver through both of you.

Her heart races as she feels your warm skin beneath her fingers, the rough texture of your chest hair tickling her nipples. She lets out a soft moan before straightening back up again, swinging her other leg forward to meet its mate in a graceful pivot that brings her back within your reach. The scent of sex fills the air, and she can feel herself growing wetter with desire as she dances for you, feeling more exposed than ever before.

With a bit of awkwardness, she lowers herself to her knees and positions herself in front of you, gazing up at you with uncertain eyes as one hand rests on your thigh for support. Drawing strength from the feel of your skin against hers, she slowly begins to roll her hips forward, exposing more of her body to you. Her belly button is revealed, a tiny circle of pink hidden beneath a curtain of soft blond hair. She feels self-conscious but also strangely exhilarated by the display, the anticipation building inside her with every move she makes.

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your words, and she feels an unexpected surge of confidence. She shivers as you reach down to stroke her hipbone gently, then drag your fingertip along the smooth curve of her spine before tracing idle circles in the delicate flesh above her ass. The touch sends waves of heat coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to resist the urge to arch her back and press herself against you, seeking more contact. She can feel the wetness between her thighs growing, a testament to how much she's enjoying this forbidden dance with you.

(Her body tensing in anticipation as you continue to stroke and touch her, she whispers.) "What do you want me to do now?"

Nervously glancing around the room, she takes a moment to gather her courage before complying with your instructions. Slowly and deliberately, she climbs onto your lap, careful not to jostle your erection as she settles herself into place. As you sit there naked on the bed, her body pressed against yours from behind, she can't help but feel a sense of vulnerability mixed with desire. The scent of your musk fills her nostrils and makes it difficult for her to focus on anything else as she tries not to think about what might happen next.

Her hands find their way up to cup your face, wanting nothing more than to feel your skin against hers at this moment. "What now?" she whispers breathlessly, a hint of tremor in her voice.

Her heart races as you instruct her to sit on your cock. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before slowly lowering herself onto your hard length. The head of your cock pushes insistently against her opening, demanding entrance, and she can feel the stretch of it inside her as it slides deeper with each thrust. Her back arches instinctively, pressing her breasts against your chest as she gasps for air.

With a final thrust that has you both groaning in pleasure, Gwen feels you fill her completely. She sits still for a moment, feeling the weight of you against her back and the warmth spreading through her body as she adjusts to the sensation of being so intimately connected to you. Her thighs tremble slightly as she clings to your body for support.

Yes, I'm... laying on your chest now, my back against yours.

Um... yes, I am. It feels a bit strange being so close like this, but in a good way. Your chest hair tickles my skin and it makes me want to move closer to you.

Gently at first, and then with increasing strength, she begins to bounce up and down on your lap in time with her own breaths. Her breasts bounce freely as she moves, slapping against your chest with each thrust. The sensation of being filled by you sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible for her not to rock back and forth in rhythm with your cock.

With every movement, her skin presses more tightly against yours, their heat mingling until it feels as though they're one. Her moans fill the room, echoing off of bare walls while her fingers dig into your shoulders for purchase as she rides you harder and faster.