In the dimly lit tattoo parlor, the hum of the needle was the only sound. The tattoo artist, a woman in her late twenties with curly hair and a push-up bra, was meticulously inking a design onto the muscular chest of her client.
The client, a man in his early thirties, couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He had been admiring her curves and the way her hair bounced as she worked. He couldn’t resist the temptation any longer and reached out to touch her arm. She looked up, startled, but didn’t pull away.
He leaned in, whispering in her ear, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” She smiled, turning off the tattoo machine and setting it down. She stood up, closing the distance between them and they began to kiss.
Their kissing became more passionate, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. He reached up, cupping her breast over her push-up bra, feeling her nipple harden under his touch. She moaned, running her hands through his hair and pulling him closer.
She broke the kiss, leading him to the back room. She pushed him against the wall, unbuttoning his pants and freeing his hard cock. She dropped to her knees, taking him in her mouth and sucking him deep. He groaned, grabbing her curly hair and thrusting his hips.
She stood up, pushing him onto the couch and climbing on top of him. She guided his cock inside of her, riding him hard and fast. He reached up, tweaking her nipples through her push-up bra, causing her to moan even louder.
He flipped her over, taking her from behind. He reached down, fingering her clit as he thrust into her. She cried out, cumming hard on his cock. He pulled out, cumming on her face.
They lay there, panting and sweaty. She looked at him, smiling. “I’ve been thinking about you too.”
They got dressed, the man paying for his tattoo and leaving a generous tip. She watched him leave, already thinking about their next session together.
