In the dimly lit room, a woman stood with her back facing the door. She was dressed in a fitted red dress that accentuated her perfect body. Her long chestnut hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, showing off her high cheekbones and piercing green eyes.
The man who entered the room couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He had been admiring her from afar for weeks, but this was the first time they were alone together. He approached her slowly, his heart pounding in his chest.
“Hi, I’m Mark,” he said, extending his hand.
She turned to face him, a small smile playing on her lips. “I know who you are,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I’ve been watching you too.”
Mark’s heart skipped a beat. He had hoped she felt the same way, but he didn’t expect her to be so forward.
She took a step closer to him, their bodies almost touching. “Would you like to come closer?” she asked, her eyes shining with mischief.
Mark didn’t need to be asked twice. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, feeling her curves pressed against him.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.
Mark’s hands wandered down to her ass, squeezing it gently. She moaned into his mouth, grinding her hips against him.
He reached up and undid the clasp of her dress, letting it fall to the ground. She was wearing a lacy red bra and matching panties, her body on full display.
Mark’s cock strained against his pants, eager to be inside of her.
She must have sensed his urgency because she quickly undressed him, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt and pulling down his pants.
They tumbled onto the bed, their bodies entwined. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
Mark entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock.
She moaned loudly, her nails digging into his back. “Fuck me harder,” she demanded.
