In a secluded mansion, a woman named Isabella with long, curly hair was taking a relaxing bath. The room was filled with the soothing sound of water splashing against the tub and the faint scent of lavender. She leaned back, letting her head rest against the cool porcelain, and closed her eyes.
Isabella’s hand trailed down her body, coming to rest on the push-up bra she was wearing. She toyed with the clasp, feeling a thrill of excitement as she thought about what was hidden beneath. She had always been attracted to the pool maintenance man, Marco, who was due to arrive any moment.
As if on cue, there was a knock at the door. Isabella called out for Marco to enter, and he stepped into the room, a friendly smile on his face. But as his eyes landed on Isabella, sitting in the tub with her bra undone, the smile faltered.
Isabella stood up, letting the water cascade down her body. She stepped out of the tub, completely unashamed of her nakedness. Marco’s eyes widened as he took in every inch of her.
Without a word, Isabella took Marco’s hand and led him to the bed. She pushed him down, straddling him as she unbuttoned his shirt. Marco’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts as she ground her hips against him.
Isabella leaned down, capturing Marco’s lips in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced as they explored each other’s mouths. Marco’s hands moved down, gripping Isabella’s hips as he thrust up, desperate to feel her warmth.
Isabella broke the kiss, gasping as she felt Marco’s hard length against her. She reached down, guiding him inside her. Marco’s hands gripped her hips as she began to move, setting a slow, steady rhythm.
Their moans filled the room as they moved together. Isabella leaned down, pressing her breasts against Marco’s chest as she rode him. Marco’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her ass as she moved.
Isabella leaned back, bracing herself against Marco’s chest as she picked up the pace. Marco’s hands moved to her breasts, teasing her nipples as she moved. Isabella’s moans grew louder as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge.
With a final thrust, Isabella came, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Marco followed soon after, his body shuddering as he filled her with his release.
Isabella collapsed onto Marco, panting and sweaty. They lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
“Wow,” Marco breathed, breaking the silence.
Isabella giggled, kissing him softly. “I know.”
The two lay there for a while longer, lost in their own thoughts before finally getting up and getting dressed. They knew they would have to face the real world again, but for now, they were content to stay in their own little bubble.
