In the dimly lit room, a woman stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the moonlight. She was a vision of perfection, with a body that was the stuff of dreams. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, and her full, firm breasts were barely contained by the lacy lingerie she wore.
As she stood there, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation. She had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like an eternity. She knew that he would be here soon, and she couldn’t wait to feel his hands on her body.
Just then, she heard the door open and close behind her. She turned to see him, and her breath caught in her throat. He was even more handsome than she remembered, with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. He was dressed in a crisp suit, and he looked every inch the powerful, successful man that he was.
Without a word, he crossed the room and took her in his arms. His lips found hers, and they kissed with a passion that took her breath away. She could feel the heat building between them, and she knew that it wouldn’t be long before they were both naked and writhing in pleasure.
