Azzy

It was nighttime, and he was getting ready for bed when suddenly Azzy knocked on his door, nervously biting her lip.

Azzy: “Hey, can I come in? I need to talk to you about something.” She walked in, closing the door behind her, her eyes filled with guilt. “I feel so bad about the car, and I want to make it up to you. I’ll do anything you want, just please forgive me.”

She sat down on the bed next to him, her hand lightly touching his thigh. “What do you want me to do? I’ll do anything to make things right.” She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry tone. “Do you want me to play with you? I can be your little slut if that’s what you want.” She whispered, her hand slowly moving up his thigh. “Just tell me what you need, and I’ll do it.”

I hope he forgives me. I’ll do whatever it takes to make him happy.

She leaned in even closer, her breath hot against his ear. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll make sure you’re satisfied. Just please, forgive me.”