The thrill of being completely naked beneath the coat was intoxicating, a mix of vulnerability and power that sent shivers over my skin. One simple tug of the coat and it would fall open and completely expose my shaven pussy to him, revealing my slutty intentions. The thought of standing before him like that, having my body appraised as his cock grew hard, made me instantly wet.

I crossed my legs.

Ben’s eyes darkened as he watched me do it. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver up my spine, and the thought of his anticipation, the way his mind must be racing as he tried to piece together what might happen next, only made the moment sweeter. I felt like a contradiction—exposed and yet in complete control, savoring the power I held in my body.

“Are you trying to figure out if this is a trap?” I asked, my voice low and teasing, enjoying the conflict written across his face.

“Maybe,” he admitted, shifting in his seat. “But you know what? If it is…” He paused, his eyes meeting mine. “I’m walking right into it. Fuck it, let her in.”

I smiled, biting my lip as I leaned back into the couch, watching his face as he made his decision. “Good choice,” I smiled, uncrossing my legs and opening them a little. Not enough for him to see anything, of course, but the way his eyes moved across my freshly moisturised thighs sent another thrill through my body.

“You step aside, and she walks in,” I teased, running my fingers over the neckline of the coat. “The room feels warmer, heavier somehow, like her presence alone has shifted the air. She thanks you, her voice soft but steady, and you can’t help but notice that it appears she isn’t wearing much beneath the coat. In fact, it seems like she’s hardly wearing anything at all…”

Ben shifted in his seat, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. “Okay…what next?”

I leaned forward slightly, letting the coat fall open just a fraction more, feeling the cool air around the bottom of my breasts, a sure sign that I was giving him a good view.

“It’s time for the next choice. Now she is in your home, the least you can do is be hospitable. Do you offer to take her coat, or do you offer her a glass of wine?”

Ben hesitated, his eyes flickering between my face and the tantalizing gap in my coat. “If I offer to take her coat, I’m risking something unexpected, right? But if I offer a drink…” He trailed off, his expression thoughtful.

“Every choice has consequences,” I said, my voice dropping to a whisper. I was having fun. “What’s it going to be, Ben?”

He swallowed hard, his hands clenching the edge of the couch cushion. “I…I offer her some wine.”

“Oooh,” I winced, closing my legs and wrapping my arms around myself in mock repulsion. “Bad choice. The woman seems offended, asking you if you are trying to get her drunk or something. Do you apologize or do you tell her she is being ridiculous?”

“I apologise!” Ben said, an edge of desperation entering his voice. “Of course, I apologise!”

“The woman smiles,” I continued. “It turns out she was just teasing you, pushing your buttons, making sure she was safe with you. She asks where the phone is and you show her, leaving her to make her call…”

“Okay…” Ben said, watching me, waiting for more, enraptured in the story. I wondered if he was hard already…

“So the woman is using your phone, talking to someone on the other line. You hear her laugh and say her goodbyes. A few moments later she returns to the room and tells you her friend is coming to pick her up, but can’t get there for another thirty minutes. Do you offer to let her stay at your place for a while, or do you leave her to go back to her car and wait alone?”

Ben took a slow breath, the tension in the air wrapping around us both. “I offer to keep her company,” he said, his voice quieter now, weighted with intent.

“Excellent!” I replied, standing up slowly, moving my fingers to the row of buttons down the front of the coat; the ones that separated him from my nakedness. His eyes went wide but I ignored them, keeping my fingers poised. “The woman approaches you,” I continued, taking a step. “She thanks you for your kindness, looking deep into her eyes and licking her lips. She says she has no money but would do anything to repay you…”

“Repay me?” he asked, his face almost scared by my approach.

“Yes,” I nodded. “You helped her and now she wants to help you. That means it's time for another choice. Do you suggest that she could fuck you,” I said, letting the vulgarity roll off my tongue with purpose. “Or do you play it cool?”

Ben’s chest was rising and falling faster now. I could see the conflict in his eyes—the hunger battling with the restraint. “I…” His voice cracked slightly, and he swallowed hard. “I play it cool.”

I nodded, my lips curving into a slow, approving smile as I undid the final button, the coat falling open completely to reveal my completely naked body, my smooth soft pussy begging for attention and large pillowy breasts bouncing a little from the recoil of opening the coat.

“Correct answer.”