In the small town of Crestwood, lived a woman named Marianne. At 35, she was a successful businesswoman, owning a popular bookstore in the heart of the town. She was known for her fiery red hair that cascaded down to her shoulders and her bright green eyes that sparkled with intelligence.
One day, a man named Ethan moved into town. He was a traveler, always on the move, never staying in one place for too long. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He had a rough charm about him, and Marianne couldn’t help but be drawn to him.
One afternoon, Ethan walked into Marianne’s bookstore, and their eyes met. There was an immediate spark, and Marianne felt her heart race. She walked over to him, and they struck up a conversation. They talked for hours, and before they knew it, the store was closed, and they were the only two left.
Ethan asked Marianne out for a drink, and she agreed. They went to a small bar on the outskirts of town, and as they drank, they found themselves drawn to each other. They shared stories and laughed, and before they knew it, they were making out in the back of the bar.
Marianne was wearing a bikini top under her shirt, and Ethan couldn’t help but notice. He traced his fingers over the straps, and Marianne shuddered with pleasure. They left the bar and went back to Marianne’s place.
As soon as they got inside, they were all over each other. Clothes came off in a hurry, and they found themselves in the shower, the water cascading over their bodies. Ethan ran his fingers through Marianne’s wet, messy hair, and she moaned with pleasure.
He kissed her neck, and she arched her back, letting out a sigh of pleasure. Ethan made his way down to her bikini line, and he saw that she had a small patch of pubic hair. He kissed her there, and she gasped with pleasure.
Ethan slid a finger inside her, and she moaned louder. He added a second finger, and she bucked her hips, wanting more. Ethan spread her legs wider and entered her with his cock. She was tight and warm, and he groaned with pleasure.
They moved together, their bodies slick with water and sweat. Marianne wrapped her legs around Ethan’s waist, and he thrust deeper. She moaned louder, and he knew she was close. He quickened his pace, and she cried out with pleasure as she came.
Ethan followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he came. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, the water still running over them.
They eventually got out of the shower and dried off. They collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied. They fell asleep in each other’s arms, knowing that this was the start of something special.
