In the dimly lit office, the only source of light came from the small lamp on the desk. The room was filled with a warm, golden glow. Sarah, a young woman with dark skin and an air of confidence, sat at the desk, her eyes focused on the documents in front of her. She was dressed in a sleek black pencil skirt that accentuated her curves, and a white blouse that revealed just a hint of her ample cleavage.
Across the room, Mark couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He was her boss, a man in his late thirties with a rugged charm. He had always found Sarah to be attractive, but tonight, something was different. Tonight, he couldn’t deny the desire that was building up inside of him.
Mark walked over to Sarah’s desk, his heart pounding in his chest. “Sarah,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I need to talk to you about something.”
