What would you do?

What would you do if I was standing at your door, car sputtered to its death a half mile from your house, in the pouring sleet-rain mix, and you were the only one home? What if my cell phone had dropped in the same puddle that skulked outside my car door devouring my shoe as I first stepped out into the freezing evening? Would you send me away, or let me in?

I'm daydreaming that you let me in... that you aren't rushing to get me to call for help and leave your home... that you take the time to help undress me down to my boxers and grab two towels... one for me and one for you... and you dab the water and ice from my shoulders and down my back. You, in your robe readying yourself for a movie and a warm bed, stand next to a shivering, nearly-naked stranger. You, despite wearing the sexiest of panties, open your robe and wrap yourself around this stranger to warm him up.

You're behind me with your arms and robe wrapped around me. Your bare breasts press into the goose-pimpled skin of my back. As I warm and my shivering subsides, you warm as well... two bodies wrapped in a single cloth. I feel your nipples harden against me and I feel, as the moment begins to engulf us both, your lips against my shoulders. A soft nip. A little harder. My breath catches and you know it's good to continue. Your hands slide to grip my forearms as you kiss up my shoulders to the side of my neck. I'm a little tall for you, but nothing your toes can't help you to reach.

A little off balance, you lean into me with a light bite/kiss, but I hold. You continue to use my body to support you as you slide your hands from my forearm and around to my stomach, caressing my skin and running your fingers through the small tuft of hair I have there. You slide your hand down... pausing at the waistband of my undies... and then a little further until you get to the tent you're causing me to make. You love this power you have over your stranger. As you reach to grip me, what do you do next?