In the heart of the city, a woman named Marianne lived alone in a sleek apartment. She was a woman of voluptuous curves, her hips wide and inviting. One day, as she was cooking dinner, the doorbell rang.
She opened the door to find a man named Jack, a delivery man with piercing blue eyes and a mischievous grin. He was carrying a package for her, but as soon as he saw her, his gaze lingered on her curves.
Marianne, not one to shy away from flirtation, invited him in. As she signed for the package, she couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes trailed over her body. She felt a familiar heat pooling between her legs.
Without a word, Jack set down the package and stepped closer to her. Marianne’s heart raced as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. She gasped, surprised by the suddenness of his advance, but quickly melted into the kiss.
His hands roamed over her body, gripping her hips and pulling her closer. She could feel the hard length of his cock pressing into her stomach. She reached down, running her fingers over the bulge, feeling him jump at her touch.
Jack broke the kiss, his breath hot against her skin. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe. Marianne moaned, her head falling back to give him better access. He licked and sucked at her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses in his wake.
He moved down, his lips finding her collarbone. He nipped at the skin, causing her to gasp. He continued to kiss and lick his way down, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
