In the dimly lit bedroom, a woman with raven hair and curves that could make a man weep lay on the bed. She was of middle eastern descent, with olive skin and dark, expressive eyes. Her body was full and voluptuous, with wide hips and thighs that were encased in black stockings. She was the embodiment of a seductress, and she knew it.
Tonight, she was expecting a visitor. A man who had been on her mind for weeks, and who she had been subtly seducing through stolen glances and lingering touches. She had made sure to wear her most alluring lingerie, a red silk negligee that clung to her body and left little to the imagination.
As she lay on the bed, she heard a soft knock at the door. She called out, her voice husky with anticipation, “Come in.”
