In the dimly lit room, a woman named Isabella, a sultry brunette with emerald green eyes, sat on a plush velvet couch. She was wearing a front push-up bra that accentuated her ample cleavage and a pair of lacy thigh-high stockings. Her skirt was hiked up, revealing her bare thighs. She looked every bit the seductress as she crossed her legs, her stiletto heels clicking against the hardwood floor.
Across the room, a man named Ethan, with chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes, couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and slacks, his tie loosened around his neck. He was clearly entranced by Isabella’s beauty and confidence.
Isabella stood up and walked over to Ethan, her hips swaying seductively. She reached out and traced her fingers down his chest, feeling the muscles tense beneath her touch. Ethan’s breath hitched as she leaned in and whispered in his ear, “I want you, Ethan.”
