Alice burst through Richard's apartment door, a bottle of cognac in one hand and a heavy heart in the other. "Richard, I need to talk to you," she said, her voice heavy with frustration.
Richard, always the good listener, poured them each a glass of the amber liquid. "What's going on, Alice?" he asked, his eyes full of concern.
Alice took a long sip of her drink before speaking. "It's my husband," she said, her words slurring together. "He just can't seem to satisfy me in bed anymore."
Richard nodded sympathetically. "I'm sorry to hear that, Alice. You deserve to be satisfied."
As the night went on, Alice became more and more drunk, her inhibitions lowering with each glass of cognac. Richard, noticing her state, offered to accompany her onto the balcony for some fresh air.
On the balcony, Richard gave Alice a friendly hug from behind. She tensed up at first, but soon relaxed into his embrace. Richard could feel Alice's arousal through her jeans, and he couldn't resist reaching his hand inside and beginning to caress her pussy.
Alice breathed heavily, her body responding to Richard's touch. But soon, she came to her senses and ran back into the apartment, leaving Richard on the balcony.
Richard followed her into the apartment, not wanting to leave Alice alone in her state. He found her sitting on the couch, crying and distraught. He comforted her, stroking her back and listening to her tearful confessions.
As Alice's body began to soften under Richard's touch, she moaned and hugged him. They began to kiss, with Richard squeezing Alice's big tits through her blouse and Alice timidly stroking his cock through his pants.
Richard, eager to take things further, pulled down his pants and Alice began to jerk his cock. He bent her head down to his cock, and Alice took it in her mouth, sucking and stroking it with passion.
Richard, unable to hold back, cum in Alice's mouth, who happily swallowed it. Richard, not wanting to push Alice too far, pulled off her jeans and panties and began to lick her pussy, causing her to moan and stroke his head.
As they lay on the couch, spent and satisfied, Alice looked at Richard with a sly smile. "You know, Richard," she said, "I always knew you were a good listener. But I had no idea you were such a good lover."
Richard chuckled, pulling Alice close. "I guess there's still a lot you don't know about me, Alice."
"Well," Alice said, her hand already reaching for Richard's cock, "I can't wait to find out more."
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