The Party

Vicky, a woman with sensual curves and generous breasts, was at a bus station, with a can of soda in her hand. She had just left a party that had left her exhausted, and all she thought about was getting home, taking off her clothes, and falling into bed.

Distracted by the music that still resonated in her mind, a tall, athletic man with dark skin arrived and approached slowly. He introduced himself as Reynell, breaking the silence with a confident smile and casual comments. At first, Vicky remained serious, almost disinterested, but something about Reynell's confidence made her slowly lower her guard.

As the conversation progressed, Vicky became more comfortable. Sus risas surgían de manera natural y Reynell no solo era atractivo, sino que su manera de hablar la envolvía, haciéndola olvidar por momentos que estaba en una estación esperando un autobús que parecía tardar eternamente.

La chispa entre ambos era innegable, y cuando él le sugirió que continuaran la plática en su departamento, Vicky dudó solo un segundo antes de aceptar, guiada por una mezcla de curiosidad y deseo. They climbed into Reynell's car together, the air between them becoming increasingly charged with a subtle but growing tension.

Al llegar al departamento, Vicky se quitó los zapatos, sintiendo por fin el alivio que tanto había deseado, mientras Reynell, desde la cocina, le ofrecía una copa de agua. Between knowing glances, they both got closer until there were no more words. Reynell gently took her by the waist, and without saying a word, their lips met in a deep and passionate kiss.

In an act of complicity, she got on her knees to kiss his erection, ending in a good blowjob. Lo que había comenzado como una simple charla en una estación de bus, culminó en una noche donde el deseo entre ambos se desató sin contención.