In the heart of the city, there was a bar named “Cleavage”, known for its beautiful female bartenders with ample assets. Among them was a woman named Isabella, a 28-year-old Italian beauty, with a voluptuous figure and a captivating smile.
One night, a man named Ethan walked into the bar. He was a 35-year-old successful businessman, who had just closed a big deal and wanted to celebrate. As he took a seat at the bar, his eyes were immediately drawn to Isabella’s cleavage, displayed proudly in her low-cut top.
Isabella, noticing his gaze, smiled and asked, “What can I get you, handsome?” Ethan, taken aback, stuttered, “Uh, whiskey, neat.” As she served him his drink, their fingers brushed against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through Ethan’s body.
As the night went on, Ethan found himself unable to take his eyes off of Isabella’s cleavage. He could see the faint outline of her lacy bra, and he imagined what it would be like to touch her soft skin.
Finally, Ethan mustered up the courage to ask Isabella if she wanted to join him for a drink after her shift. She agreed, and they moved to a quiet corner booth.
The conversation flowed easily between them, and Ethan found himself drawn to Isabella’s outgoing personality and infectious laugh. As they talked, Isabella leaned in closer to Ethan, allowing him to catch a glimpse of her cleavage.
Ethan couldn’t resist any longer. He reached out and gently brushed his fingers against Isabella’s soft skin. She gasped slightly, but didn’t pull away. Emboldened, Ethan leaned in and kissed her deeply.
Isabella responded eagerly, running her hands through Ethan’s hair as they kissed. Soon, their hands were exploring each other’s bodies, and Ethan found himself cupping Isabella’s breasts in his hands.
Isabella broke away from the kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps. “Let’s take this back to my place,” she whispered.
As soon as they arrived at Isabella’s apartment, they were on each other. Ethan kissed Isabella deeply as he slipped off her top, revealing her lacy bra. He ran his hands over her curves, feeling her nipples harden under his touch.
Isabella moaned as Ethan kissed his way down her body, stopping to lavish attention on her breasts. He licked and sucked on her nipples, causing Isabella to arch her back in pleasure.
Ethan then moved his attention further down, kissing Isabella’s stomach and hips. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her pants and slowly pulled them down, revealing her lacy thong.
Isabella stepped out of her pants, and Ethan knelt before her. He kissed her inner thighs, teasing her. Isabella moaned, her hands tangled in his hair.
Finally, Ethan buried his face in Isabella’s pussy, licking and sucking on her clit. Isabella’s moans grew louder as Ethan worked her over, bringing her to the brink of orgasm.
Just as Isabella was about to cum, Ethan stood up and slipped off his pants. He grabbed a condom from his wallet and rolled it on.
Isabella, still shaking from her orgasm, pulled Ethan close. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he entered her, filling her completely.
Ethan began to thrust, each movement causing Isabella to moan louder. They quickly found a rhythm, their bodies moving in sync.
As they fucked, Ethan reached up and cupped Isabella’s breasts in his hands, tweaking her nipples. Isabella moaned, her pussy clenching around Ethan’s cock.
Ethan could feel himself getting close, and he picked up the pace. Isabella’s moans grew louder, and she dug her nails into Ethan’s back.
Suddenly, Ethan felt himself cum, his cock twitching inside Isabella. Isabella followed shortly after, her pussy milking Ethan’s cock as she came.
As they caught their breath, Ethan pulled out and disposed of the condom. He then climbed back into bed, pulling Isabella close.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they drifted off to sleep, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room.
