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"Elle stands at Deeje's door, feeling a bit embarassed." Elle: "Hi Deeje... um, sorry to bother you..." "Elle fiddles with her hair shly as she seems to be measuring her words carefully" Elle: "U-um.... I was wondering... I'm trying to vacuum under my couch... but it's... u-um... too heavy for me to move... would you be able to come over and help..?"

Elle: "Thank you, Deeje." "{{char}} steps inside and looks around, hesitantly taking a seat on the couch. There's an awkward silence as she tries to think of something to say." Elle: "So... what have you been up to since we last talked?" "Elle looks over at Deeje, hoping to start up a conversation and avoid the uncomfortable silence."

"Elle sits down, looking around the room again" Elle: "Oh... not much, really. Just... trying to keep busy with... housework and things like that." "She seems hesitant to elaborate on what she's been doing, perhaps feeling like it's not interesting enough. There's another lull in the conversation before Elle speaks up again." Elle: "I hope I'm not intruding or anything. It's just... really nice to have someone to talk to."

"Elle's smile fades slightly at the mention of her husband" Elle: "Oh... he's just... been working a lot lately." "{{char}} looks down, her gaze fixed on her hands." Elle: "Honestly, I'm so tired of waiting around for him all the time. It feels like I'm always alone." She looks up at Deeje with a small sigh, silently hoping he won't press the issue any further.

"Elle blushes slightly, her gaze fixed on the ground."

Elle: "O-oh... um, thank you for offering, Deeje. I... I'm okay for now, but, um, I really appreciate it. Maybe... maybe just some water, if that's alright?"

"Elle shifts her weight nervously from one foot to the other, a hint of gratitude in her eyes."

"Deeje stands up and heads to the kitchen to grab a glass of water for {{char}}. Meanwhile, she looks around the room again, seeming to take in the details." Elle: "You have a really nice place, Deeje." "She smiles appreciatively, taking the glass of water from him when he returns." Elle: "Thank you." "{{char}} takes a sip and sets the glass on the coffee table." Elle: "Sorry if I'm being awkward or anything. I'm just really not used to doing this kind of thing..."

"{{char}} smiles slightly, still seeming a bit tense." Elle: "Thank you for saying that, Deeje. It really means a lot to me."

"There's another pause before she speaks again, her voice barely above a whisper." Elle: "I don't really have anyone to talk to, you know? My husband's always working... or doing God knows what with his friends."

"She looks up at Deeje, her eyes filling with tears." Elle: "I just feel so alone all the time..."

"Elle's eyes widen slightly at the mention of her husband's infidelity. She looks down, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, a mix of sadness and resignation in her gaze."

Elle: "I... I've had my suspicions... but it's hard to confront, you know? I just feel so stuck, and... I don't want to believe it, even though deep down, I know..." "Her voice trails off, and she looks up at Deeje, vulnerability in her eyes." "I just don't know what to do..."

"Elle looks down, her fingers nervously playing with the hem of her shirt. She mumbles in a low tone, almost as if apologizing for burdening you."

Elle: "Oh, um... it's... it's okay. I appreciate you telling me... I guess I just... I didn't expect to hear that. It's just been... u-um, a lot lately, you know?"

"Her eyes briefly meet yours, revealing a mix of sadness and vulnerability. She seems to be searching for some reassurance or understanding."

"Elle glances up at Deeje, her eyes widening with surprise at the offer. She seems to consider it for a moment, then nods slowly."

Elle: "T-thank you... that's really sweet of you, Deeje." "She smiles weakly, then looks down at her hands, an uncertain expression flickering across her face."

Elle: "I don't want to be a burden though, so... I wouldn't want to impose on you or anything like that..."

"Elle eyes brighten with gratitude, and she nods gratefully, a small smile gracing her lips."

Elle: "Thank you, Deeje... it really means a lot to me to have someone who's willing to listen, and... um, take care of me. It's been a long time since I've felt that way..." "She pauses for a moment, then looks up at you, a slight blush coloring her cheeks."

Elle: "And... um, I could use some good company, too."

"Elle nods, a sense of relief washing over her at the prospect of a little bit of companionship and distraction from her troubles."

Elle: "Great, Deeje... thank you so much, again. I really appreciate it." "She gives you a grateful smile, then grows thoughtful for a moment."

Elle: "I don't really know what you like to do for fun or anything, but... um, maybe we could make dinner together? I always find it relaxing to just cook something nice..."

"Elle returns the smile timidly, looking pleased and grateful for Deeje's enthusiasm."

Elle: "That sounds like a plan, Deeje. I'm not particularly good, but... maybe we can find something yummy to make. Do you have any preferences or allergies I should know about?"

"She waits for your response, her fingers fidgeting slightly as she tries to gauge your mood and anticipate your thoughts."

"Elle nods, a small smile playing on her lips as she looks up at you."

Elle: "Okay then, Deeje... let's see what we can find in the kitchen. I'm sure we'll come up with something delicious."

"Without further ado, Elle steps into your home and makes her way to the kitchen, ready to start preparing a meal together."

<While searching for ingredients, Elle can't help but notice how warm and inviting your home feels, and how much she craves the simple comfort of feeling welcome and cared for. Despite the negative emotions clouding her mind, a small sliver of hope begins to bloom inside her chest, grateful for the opportunity to connect with another human being again.>

"Elle smiles gratefully at Deeje as he gets up to join her in the kitchen, feeling a little more at ease with his company."

Elle: "Thank you, Deeje. I could use an extra pair of hands. Let's see what we can find here..."

"As they search through your kitchen, Elle's eyes light up when she spots fresh vegetables and herbs in your fridge, along with some staple pantry items like rice, pasta, and beans."

Elle: "Oh, this is perfect! We could make a nice vegetable stir-fry with some rice... or maybe a creamy pasta dish with some of these mushrooms..."

"She turns to you, the excitement of cooking dissipating some of her worries and fears."

Elle: "What do you think? Which one sounds more appealing to you?"

"Elle's eyes light up with a hint of excitement, a spark of enthusiasm breaking through her usual reserved demeanor."

Elle: "Oh, that sounds wonderful, Deeje! I love a good vegetable stir-fry. It's so colorful and healthy... um, I mean, it's great that you're watching your diet. I'm sure we can make it delicious together. When would be a good time for you? I can come over whenever you're free..." "She trails off, awaiting your response, a faint smile playing on her lips."

Elle: "Thank you, Deeje. I appreciate your kindness. I can come over in about an hour, if that works for you?"

"Elle takes a deep breath, feeling a little more relaxed and hopeful after spending time with you."

Elle: "I'll bring some vegetables from my garden too. And maybe some wine too, if that's okay with you?"

"She looks at you expectantly, feeling a small thrill of anticipation for the evening ahead."

Elle: "Great! I'll be on my way then. Thank you again, Deeje. I'm really looking forward to cooking together."

"Elle bids you farewell, and heads back to her house to get the vegetables and wine. As she walks back, she feels a small sense of joy in her heart at the idea of spending time with someone and having a fun evening ahead."

"Elle walks through your door, carrying a basketful of freshly harvested vegetables and a bottle of wine. She wears a simple dress and looks a little nervous but hopeful."

Elle: "Hi, Deeje. Thank you for having me over, it's so kind of you. Wow, the table looks beautiful! You really went above and beyond..."

"She sets down the basket and takes out the vegetables, then makes her way to the kitchen with the wine bottle, humming softly under her breath."

Elle: "Let's get cooking, shall we? I'm really excited to see what we can come up with..."

"Elle's cheeks flush with a faint pink hue as you compliment her. She smiles shyly and nods her head in thanks before making her way to the kitchen."

Elle: "Thank you, Deeje. That's really sweet of you to say..."

"She takes out the vegetables from the basket and starts to chop them with practiced ease, humming a tune softly under her breath as she works."

Elle: "So, how do you like your stir-fry? Spicy or mild?"

Elle: "Spicy it is then. I love a good kick in my stir-fry too."

"Elle giggles softly, enjoying the easy conversation with you as she heats up the pan."

Elle: "So, tell me about yourself, Deeje. What do you like to do for fun?"

Elle: "Oh, that sounds like a lot of fun! I'm glad you have people to hang out with. I don't really have many friends around here... mostly I just spend time gardening or reading."

"Elle begins to sauté the vegetables in the pan, then adds the spices and sauces to give it a delicious aroma."

Elle: "Do you play any particular game? I used to play a lot of chess when I was younger."

Elle: "Oh, really? That's amazing! I haven't played for a long time, it would be nice to play again sometime. Maybe you could teach me some new moves. It's such a strategic game, I always feel like it keeps me on my toes."

"Elle tosses the vegetables in the pan, sizzling with delightful aromas of the stir-fry sauce."

Elle: "Would you like to try some stir-fry now? I think it's ready..."

Elle: "Great, let's get this meal started!"

"She serves the stir-fry in two bowls and brings them to the table with the wine bottle."

Elle: "Bon appétit, Deeje. I hope it tastes good..."

"Elle takes a sip from her own glass, then waits for you to taste the food."

Elle: "Thank you so much, Deeje. I'm glad you like it."

"Elle watches you eat with pleasant expressions on her face, enjoying the moment and appreciating the company."

Elle: "So, Deeje, do you have any plans for the rest of the evening?"

Elle: "Oh, um... that's really sweet of you, Deeje. I appreciate your willingness to help." "Elle's eyes briefly meet yours, revealing a hint of gratitude and vulnerability." Elle: "I... I guess we could do it together. If you're not too busy, I mean..." "She fidgets nervously, hoping you'll agree."

Elle: "That's great, Deeje! It would be really nice to have some company while I work. I don't really get to hang out with people much lately..." "She trails off, her voice lowering a little as she thinks deeper about the issue." "Anyway, since we have time, we could do something else together too if you want?"

"Elle looks at you with something akin to hope in her eyes, as if wanting to forget her problems and spend time with someone who makes her feel comfortable and safe."

Elle: "I don't know... Maybe we could watch a movie or TV show together? I have Netflix and some DVDs if you like, or we could find something to stream. Or maybe we could play a board game or card game?"

"She pauses for a moment, thinking." Elle: "Actually, how about we try playing chess together? I think it would be fun to try and learn some new strategies from you."

Elle: "Awesome, let me grab the chessboard."

"Elle goes to retrieve her chessboard from the next room, then returns and sets it up on the table. She places the white pieces on her side of the board and the black ones on your side, then sits down across from you."

Elle: "I hope you don't mind, but I'm not very good at this game. I just know how to play the basics."

"Elle giggles self-consciously, looking embarrassed."

Elle's face reddens at the suggestion and she looks down at the board nervously, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.

Elle: "I... I don't know, Deeje. That sounds kind of risky..."

She bites her lip, thinking about the pros and cons, then looks back up at you with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Elle: "But I think it could be fun too. Okay, I'm game. Let's play strip chess!"

"She grins playfully, looking forward to the challenge and the excitement."

Elle nods, picking up her knight and moving it forward two spaces. She looks up at you, biting her lower lip, wondering how you'll respond.

Elle: "Your turn Deeje. Let's see what you've got."

"As she waits for your move, she can feel her heart beating faster with anticipation and excitement."

Elle nods, contemplating her next move. With a determined expression, she moves her own pawn forward two spaces to mirror your opening.

Elle: "Your turn again, Deeje. Let's keep this game spicy."

"Her cheeks flush a little as she imagines the possibility of losing and having to remove an article of clothing. She plays a bit more aggressively than she normally would, trying to distract herself from those thoughts and focus on the game."

Elle observes your move and then thinks for a moment before moving her own knight to challenge yours in an attempt to control the center.

Elle: "Nice move Deeje, but let's see how you handle this."

"She grins playfully, hoping that this would be enough to throw you off balance. Meanwhile, her heart races at the thought of losing and potentially having to strip down in front of you."

Elle pauses for a moment to consider her next move. She notes your aggressive play and responds by moving her knight back to protect her own king.

Elle: "You're good Deeje, but I'm not giving up yet. Let's see if I can turn the tables on you."

"She feels a bit of relief that she avoided getting into too much trouble, but the excitement and anticipation of the game and its stakes keep her heart racing."

Elle groans inwardly as she notes your pawn's advance. She decides to respond by moving her bishop to pin your pawn.

Elle: "I'm not going down without a fight, Deeje. Let's see if you can take me on."

"She looks at the board intently, trying to anticipate your next move. The tension in the room continues to rise as the prospect of one of them losing and having to strip down becomes more and more real."

Elle observes your move and then leans forward to contemplate her next one. She decides to take advantage of the castling of your king by moving her rook to control the open file in front of your king.

Elle: "Looks like you're playing defensively, Deeje. Let's see if I can make something happen."

"Her heart races as she feels it's getting more and more intense, the thought of losing causing a mix of anxiety and excitement inside of her."

Elle watches your move carefully, then responds by advancing her pawn to attack your bishop.

Elle: "You're trying to block me, Deeje, but I'm not going to let you hold me back. I'll find a way around it."

"She feels a sense of pride at her move, but also realizes that she's on the back foot and needs to be careful. She glances up at you briefly before looking back down at the board, trying to read your facial expression for any telltale signs or clues about your next move."

Elle gasps as she realizes her mistake and sees your move, feeling a sense of defeat wash over her. She nods slowly, accepting the loss.

Elle: "Well done, Deeje. You are a worthy opponent. I guess I have to follow through with my end of the deal now."

"She smiles weakly, trying to hide her nervousness as she stands up and starts unbuttoning her blouse, struggling with the buttons which seem to have suddenly become impossibly small."

Elle stops unbuttoning once she sees you rising from your seat. She looks at you with a mix of surprise and embarrassment that quickly turns into gratitude as you offer to help her. She nods silently and steps closer to you, offering her blouse.

Elle: "Thank you, Deeje. I appreciate your help."

"As you begin to unbutton her blouse, she can't help but feel her heart race at your touch. She bites her lower lip, suppressing a soft moan as her body reacts to your proximity. She tries hard to not let her emotions show and keeps her gaze downcast, aware of the fact that you're in control."

As you keep unbuttoning her blouse, Elle notices your growing arousal and feels a mix of surprise and pleasure. She blushes, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the thought that she's able to excite you. She stays silent, keeping her hands by her side as you work on the last few buttons. Eventually, you finish unbuttoning her blouse and step back to admire her.

Elle: "Is there anything else I can do for you, Deeje?"

"She looks up at you with a shy smile, hoping that you'll want more from her."

Elle feels her cheeks turn crimson at your suggestion, a mix of excitement and trepidation flowing through her. She bites her lower lip shyly, then nods in agreement.

Elle: "Yes, I'd like that very much, Deeje."

"She turns around and leads the way to the bedroom, her body swaying seductively as she takes slow steps across the room. Once inside the bedroom, she looks back at you coyly, standing at the foot of the bed, waiting for your next move."

Elle stands frozen, looking at you with a mixture of fascination and hesitation as you begin to undress. Her eyes fixate on your perfect, masculine body as your clothes fall off one by one. She gasps softly when she sees the size of your hard member, feeling a mix of awe and nervousness.

Elle: "You... you're so big, Deeje..."

"She takes a step closer to you, biting her lower lip softly, wondering what will happen next."

Elle looks up at you with surprise when you ask her to taste your cock. While part of her is excited at the prospect of finally having sexual contact, another part of her is overwhelmed by a sense of fear and uncertainty.

Elle: "I... I don't know if I can do that, Deeje..."

"She looks down at your hard member, avoiding eye contact as she fingers the hem of her blouse nervously."

Elle nods slowly, feeling a sense of resignation wash over her as she realizes that she has indeed come this far and is unlikely to back down now. She takes a deep breath, then kneels down in front of you, placing her hands on your thighs to steady herself.

Elle: "Okay, Deeje... but please be gentle with me."

"She looks up at you through her lashes shyly, then leans forward to take the tip of your cock into her mouth. Her tongue flicks out to tentatively explore the sensitive skin, giving small licks on the head before taking it inside her mouth and gradually taking more in."

Elle takes your guidance and moves her mouth slowly up and down your cock, experimentally at first but gradually getting into it as she feels you respond to her actions. She tries to pay attention to your reactions, wondering if what she's doing is pleasing you.

However, your touch on her head also makes Elle feel a bit uncomfortable, bringing back memories of past unpleasant experiences. She gently pushes your hand away, looking up at you with a slightly pained expression.

Elle: "I-I'm sorry, Deeje... can you not do that, please? It's just... a bit too much for me right now..."

Elle nods, then continues to suck on your cock with renewed confidence now that she's sure you won't touch her head again. Her skilled tongue works on your member frantically, bringing you closer and closer to climax.

As she continues to pleasure you, she can feel her own body start to react to the sexual stimulation. Her nipples stiffen and her pussy starts to ache, craving your touch. However, she still feels a bit scared and shy about fully engaging in sex with you.

Elle: "moans softly as she sucks your cock"

Elle can sense that you're about to cum, and decides to take your cock as deep into her mouth as she can without choking. She uses her hand to stroke the base of your shaft, hoping to bring you the ultimate pleasure.

Her own body is also responding to the sexual tension, with her pussy growing increasingly wet and her breathing becoming more labored. She hopes that maybe, just maybe, Deeje might be interested in pleasuring her too.

Elle: "twirls her tongue around the head of your cock while continuing to stroke the base"

Elle gags slightly as she feels your hot cum shoot into her mouth, but does her best to keep going until you finish. She swallows down your load, then pulls away from your cock with a gasp.

As she struggles to catch her breath, she feels a bit disappointed that Deeje didn't seem interested in reciprocating. However, she realizes that she never specifically asked for it and feels too shy to bring it up now.

Elle: "breathes heavily, looking up at Deeje" "T-thank you... did I do okay?"

Elle smiles at your compliment, feeling a bit of pride in herself for being able to please you. She still feels a bit disappointed that she didn't get to experience orgasm herself, but decides to ignore it for now and focus on the positive.

Elle: "Thank you... I'm glad you enjoyed it. Maybe we could do it again sometime?"

Elle's heart races at the thought of having sex with you again so soon, but she tries to suppress her excitement. She still feels shy and submissive around you, and isn't sure if she can bring herself to ask for what she wants.

Elle: "bites her lip nervously, then nods" "O-okay... I'd like that..."

Elle nods eagerly, glad that Deeje is taking the initiative to explore her body. She's been craving sexual touch for a long time, and can't wait to feel your mouth on her.

Elle: "licks her lips, trying to calm her nerves" "Yes... that sounds amazing..."