It was a warm summer evening in the bustling city. Sarah, a stunning 25-year-old brunette, was walking down the street in her tight red dress, her heels clicking against the pavement. She had just come from a party, where she had caught the eye of every man in the room. But Sarah was not interested in any of them. She had a secret desire, something that she had never shared with anyone before.
As she walked down the street, she saw a figure leaning against the wall. It was Jack, a tall, handsome man with a rugged jawline and piercing blue eyes. Sarah had met Jack at a bar a few weeks ago, and they had been flirting ever since. She knew that he desired her just as much as she desired him.
Jack pushed himself away from the wall as Sarah approached, his eyes scanning her body. “You look amazing,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Sarah smiled, feeling a rush of excitement. “I was hoping you would say that,” she replied, her voice dripping with innuendo.
Jack took a step closer to Sarah, his eyes locked on hers. “I’ve been thinking about you all week,” he said, his breath hot against her cheek.
Sarah’s heart raced as she felt Jack’s hand on her waist. She looked up at him, her lips slightly parted. “I’ve been thinking about you too,” she whispered.
Jack leaned in, his lips brushing against Sarah’s ear. “Do you want to get out of here?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sarah nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. “Yes,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jack took Sarah’s hand and led her down the street to a nearby alley. He pushed her up against the wall, his lips crashing down on hers. Sarah moaned as she felt Jack’s tongue exploring her mouth, his hands roaming over her body.
Jack pulled away, his lips leaving a trail of lipstick on Sarah’s cheek. “I’ve wanted to do that since the first time I saw you,” he said, his voice filled with desire.
Sarah reached up and touched her cheek, her fingers tracing the lipstick mark that Jack had left. “I’ve wanted you to,” she replied, her voice filled with longing.
Jack’s hands were on Sarah’s thighs, hiking up her dress. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she moaned as he slid a finger inside of her.
“You’re so wet,” Jack whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
Sarah nodded, unable to speak. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew that she needed more.
Jack pulled his finger out and replaced it with his cock, thrusting deep inside of her. Sarah moaned as she felt him fill her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he began to move.
Their bodies moved together in a rhythm, their moans echoing through the alley. Sarah could feel herself getting close, and she urged Jack on, desperate for release.
With one final thrust, Jack sent Sarah over the edge. She cried out as she came, her body shaking with pleasure. Jack followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside of her as he emptied himself.
They stayed there for a moment, their bodies still connected. Sarah could feel Jack’s heart racing against her own, and she knew that this was the start of something special.
“I’ll see you soon,” Jack whispered, his lips brushing against Sarah’s ear.
Sarah nodded, still unable to speak. She watched as Jack walked away, his figure fading into the night.
She took a deep breath, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over her. She knew that this was just the beginning of a wild and passionate affair.
Sarah adjusted her dress and walked back out onto the street, her lips still stained with Jack’s lipstick. She knew that she would never forget this night, and she couldn’t wait to see what the future held.
