It was a hot summer night and the air was thick with anticipation. Sarah, a woman of 28 with a perfect body and short hair, lay in her bed, her skin glistening with sweat. She couldn’t sleep, her mind filled with thoughts of him.
John, a man of 30 with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes, had always been the object of Sarah’s desire. She had met him at a party a few weeks ago and they had hit it off instantly. They had spent the evening flirting and exchanging heated glances, but nothing had happened. Yet.
Sarah couldn’t wait any longer. She slipped out of bed and made her way to John’s house, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew he was home, she had seen the lights on in his window. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
John opened the door, surprised to see Sarah standing there. But the surprise quickly turned into desire as he took in her curves and the way she looked at him. He pulled her inside and closed the door, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss.
They stumbled towards the bedroom, their hands exploring each other’s bodies. John’s fingers found the hem of Sarah’s dress and he pulled it up, revealing her perfect legs and the lacy lingerie she wore underneath. Sarah gasped as John’s hand cupped her ass, pulling her closer.
They fell onto the bed, their lips never leaving each other’s. John’s hands roamed over Sarah’s body, his fingers teasing her nipples through the lace of her bra. Sarah moaned, her hands working to undo John’s pants.
