Don hesitated for a moment upon seeing the system prompt. But he didn't let it linger and just approached Samantha, taking his seat beside her.
The morning light coming into the room cast a soft glow over Samantha, accentuating the curves of her body beneath the nightie.
Her thighs, smooth and inviting, were partially exposed, drawing Don's gaze involuntarily. The fabric of her nightie clung gently to her chest, highlighting her cleavage in a way that was both modest and alluring.
Don, aware of the need for discretion, kept his stares brief and casual, his eyes flickering towards her before quickly returning to the task at hand. Despite his efforts, he couldn't help but steal glances, each time feeling a subtle shift in the air between them.
As Samantha shifted closer, the warmth of her body mingled with Don's, creating an undeniable change in the air.
