In the stillness of the night, a woman with raven hair and a body that could make saints sin stepped out from the shadows. Her perfect breasts, encased in a black lace bra, heaved with every breath she took. Her body, toned and firm, was sheathed in a skintight dress that left little to the imagination. She was a vision of temptation, and she knew it.
She had set her sights on a man, a man who was as handsome as he was strong. He was a man who had resisted her charms for far too long, but she was determined to have him. She knew that he would be unable to resist her once she had him alone, and so she had planned everything carefully.
She had waited until he was alone, his wife and children tucked away in their beds, before making her move. She had slipped into his house, her heart pounding with excitement and anticipation. She had made her way to his bedroom, her body moving with a grace and elegance that only years of practice could achieve.
As she entered his bedroom, she saw him lying there, his muscular body on display beneath the thin sheet that covered him. She could see the outline of his cock, and she felt a shiver of desire run down her spine. She knew that she had to have him, and she was willing to do whatever it took to make it happen.
She approached him slowly, her hips swaying seductively as she moved. She could see the surprise in his eyes as he realized that she was there, in his bedroom, in the middle of the night. But she could also see the desire, the want, and she knew that she had him.
She climbed onto the bed, straddling him as she leaned down to kiss him. Her lips were soft and full, and she kissed him with a passion that left him breathless. He responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples through the lace of her bra.
She moaned with pleasure as he touched her, her body responding to his touch in ways that she had never experienced before. She kissed him deeper, her tongue exploring his mouth as she ground her hips against his. She could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against her through the fabric of her dress.
She broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his neck as she made her way to his chest. She kissed and licked his nipples, her hands roaming over his body as she explored every inch of him. She could feel his muscles tense and relax beneath her fingers, and she knew that he was hers for the taking.
She continued her descent, her lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She reached his cock, her hand closing around it as she stroked him slowly. He moaned, his hips bucking up to meet her touch. She licked the tip of his cock, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum. She took him into her mouth, her lips and tongue working in unison as she sucked him deeper.
He groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as she took him deeper still. She could feel him at the back of her throat, and she swallowed, her muscles contracting around him. He moaned, his hips thrusting up as she sucked him harder.
She could feel her own desire building, her body aching for him. She climbed off the bed, her body moving with a grace and elegance that belied her arousal. She slipped out of her dress, her body naked and vulnerable in the dim light of the room.
She climbed back onto the bed, her body hovering over his. She kissed him again, her lips and tongue exploring his mouth as her hands roamed over his body. She could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressed against her thigh.
She reached down, her fingers finding his cock. She guided him inside her, her body welcoming him as he filled her. She moaned, her body moving with his as she rode him. She could feel him deep inside her, his cock stroking her in ways that made her
want to scream.
He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he thrust up into her. She moaned, her body moving with his as they fucked each other. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as she got closer and closer.
She came with a cry, her body shuddering as she climaxed. He followed her, his body stiffening as he came inside her. She collapsed onto him, her body spent and satisfied.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath. She kissed him again, her lips soft and tender. She climbed off him, her body moving with a grace and elegance that only years of practice could achieve.
She slipped back into her dress, her body covered once again. She kissed him one last time, her lips lingering on his. She turned and walked away, her body moving with a confidence and elegance that only a woman who knows what she wants can achieve.
She stepped back into the shadows, her body disappearing from view. He lay there, his body still and spent, as he realized what had just happened. He had been tempted, seduced, and he had given in. He knew that he would never be the same again.
