The after-work party was in full swing at the house of one of our colleagues.
The night was filled with laughter, the clinking of glasses, and the hum of conversations.
I was known for my charm and reputation as a ladies' man, but tonight was different. I hadn't noticed her until the very end of the night, when she approached me with a determined sparkle in her eyes.
It was just as the party was winding down that Tina walked up to me.
She was new to the restaurant, a server with a bright smile and an air of mystery about her.
She had never met me before, but there was an undeniable chemistry between us from the moment our eyes met.
"Hi, I'm Tina," she said, extending her hand.
I shook it, feeling a jolt of electricity at her touch. "I'm new here. I've heard a lot about you."
I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips. "Oh, really? And what have you heard?"
She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.
"That you're quite the charmer. And I must admit, I find you incredibly attractive."
Her words sent a shiver down my spine.
I could see the outline of her body through her tight-fitting dress, the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts.
She was stunning, and the thought of spending the night with her was incredibly tempting.
"I find you pretty attractive too," I said, my voice low and husky.
"But I have to ask, are you seeing anyone?"
She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
"No, I'm single.
She leaned in even closer, her breath warm on my ear, "I want it to be with you."
Her words sent a wave of desire through me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my body responding to her proximity. I reached out, tracing a finger along her jawline, feeling her shiver at my touch.
"We should go somewhere more private," I suggested, my voice barely above a whisper.
She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. "My place is just a few blocks away."
We left the party together, her hand in mine as we walked to her condo.
The night air was cool, but her touch was electric, sending sparks through my body.
We barely spoke, the tension between us palpable, the anticipation building with every step.
Once inside her condo, the lights were dim, casting a soft glow over the room. She turned to face me, her eyes locked onto mine as she slowly peeled off her dress, revealing her lacy black bra and matching thong.
I could see the rise and fall of her chest, the rapid beat of her heart.
I reached out, tracing a finger along the edge of her bra, feeling her shiver at my touch.
She gasped as I cupped her breast, my thumb circling her nipple through the thin fabric.
She arched into my touch, her eyes never leaving mine.
I leaned in, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. She melted into me, her hands roaming over my chest, unbuttoning my shirt with urgent fingers. I could feel her heat, her desire, and it matched my own.
She pushed me back onto the couch, straddling me as she ground against me.
I could feel her wetness through her thong, and it drove me wild.
I flipped us over, pinning her beneath me as I trailed kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her chest.
I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling until she was writhing beneath me.
I could feel her hands fumbling with my belt, her breath coming in quick gasps.
I helped her, quickly shedding my pants and boxers.
She wrapped her hand around me, stroking gently, her eyes never leaving mine.
I pushed her thong to the side, sliding a finger into her wet pussy.
She moaned, her hips bucking against my hand. I added another finger, curling them inside her, feeling her tighten around my cock.
She was so ready, so eager.
I positioned myself at her entrance, looking into her eyes as I slowly pushed inside.
She was tight, wet, and incredibly hot.
I could feel her pulsing around me, her body adjusting to my size.
I started to move, slow, deliberate thrusts that had her moaning and arching beneath me.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her.
I increased my pace, my hips moving faster, harder.
She met each thrust, her body matching mine in a rhythmic dance of pleasure.
I could feel her tightening around me, her breaths coming in short gasps.
She reached down, her hand wrapping around me as I thrust into her.
She guided me out of her, her lips wrapping around me as she took me into her mouth.
I groaned, the sensation of her warm, wet mouth driving me wild.
She sucked and licked, her hand stroking in tandem with her mouth.
I could feel my orgasm building, but I wanted to be inside her when I came.
I pulled her up, flipping her onto her hands and knees.
I entered her from behind, my hands gripping her hips as I pounded into her.
She moaned, her body pushing back against mine, meeting each thrust with eager abandon.
I could feel her tightening around my cock, her body convulsing as she came.
The sight of her, the feel of her, the sound of her moans, pushed me over the edge. I came hard, my body shuddering as I spilled into her.
We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. I pulled her into my arms, feeling her heart beat against mine.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, our breaths slowly returning to normal.
It was only the next day, when I ran into one of Tina's friends at the restaurant, that I found out the truth.
"You know Tina had a lot of fun last night, right?" her friend said with a knowing smile. "She told me it was her last fling before settling down.
She really wanted to make it memorable."
I was taken aback.
I had no idea she was engaged or that she had planned this as her last fling.
But as I thought back to the night before, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
It had been an epic night, one I wouldn't soon forget.
And as for Tina, well, she had gotten what she wanted, and I had given it to her. It was a win-win, and I had no regrets.
The night was filled with laughter, the clinking of glasses, and the hum of conversations.
I was known for my charm and reputation as a ladies' man, but tonight was different. I hadn't noticed her until the very end of the night, when she approached me with a determined sparkle in her eyes.
It was just as the party was winding down that Tina walked up to me.
She was new to the restaurant, a server with a bright smile and an air of mystery about her.
She had never met me before, but there was an undeniable chemistry between us from the moment our eyes met.
"Hi, I'm Tina," she said, extending her hand.
I shook it, feeling a jolt of electricity at her touch. "I'm new here. I've heard a lot about you."
I raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips. "Oh, really? And what have you heard?"
She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.
"That you're quite the charmer. And I must admit, I find you incredibly attractive."
Her words sent a shiver down my spine.
I could see the outline of her body through her tight-fitting dress, the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts.
She was stunning, and the thought of spending the night with her was incredibly tempting.
"I find you pretty attractive too," I said, my voice low and husky.
"But I have to ask, are you seeing anyone?"
She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
"No, I'm single.
She leaned in even closer, her breath warm on my ear, "I want it to be with you."
Her words sent a wave of desire through me. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my body responding to her proximity. I reached out, tracing a finger along her jawline, feeling her shiver at my touch.
"We should go somewhere more private," I suggested, my voice barely above a whisper.
She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. "My place is just a few blocks away."
We left the party together, her hand in mine as we walked to her condo.
The night air was cool, but her touch was electric, sending sparks through my body.
We barely spoke, the tension between us palpable, the anticipation building with every step.
Once inside her condo, the lights were dim, casting a soft glow over the room. She turned to face me, her eyes locked onto mine as she slowly peeled off her dress, revealing her lacy black bra and matching thong.
I could see the rise and fall of her chest, the rapid beat of her heart.
I reached out, tracing a finger along the edge of her bra, feeling her shiver at my touch.
She gasped as I cupped her breast, my thumb circling her nipple through the thin fabric.
She arched into my touch, her eyes never leaving mine.
I leaned in, capturing her lips in a fierce kiss. She melted into me, her hands roaming over my chest, unbuttoning my shirt with urgent fingers. I could feel her heat, her desire, and it matched my own.
She pushed me back onto the couch, straddling me as she ground against me.
I could feel her wetness through her thong, and it drove me wild.
I flipped us over, pinning her beneath me as I trailed kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her chest.
I took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling until she was writhing beneath me.
I could feel her hands fumbling with my belt, her breath coming in quick gasps.
I helped her, quickly shedding my pants and boxers.
She wrapped her hand around me, stroking gently, her eyes never leaving mine.
I pushed her thong to the side, sliding a finger into her wet pussy.
She moaned, her hips bucking against my hand. I added another finger, curling them inside her, feeling her tighten around my cock.
She was so ready, so eager.
I positioned myself at her entrance, looking into her eyes as I slowly pushed inside.
She was tight, wet, and incredibly hot.
I could feel her pulsing around me, her body adjusting to my size.
I started to move, slow, deliberate thrusts that had her moaning and arching beneath me.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her.
I increased my pace, my hips moving faster, harder.
She met each thrust, her body matching mine in a rhythmic dance of pleasure.
I could feel her tightening around me, her breaths coming in short gasps.
She reached down, her hand wrapping around me as I thrust into her.
She guided me out of her, her lips wrapping around me as she took me into her mouth.
I groaned, the sensation of her warm, wet mouth driving me wild.
She sucked and licked, her hand stroking in tandem with her mouth.
I could feel my orgasm building, but I wanted to be inside her when I came.
I pulled her up, flipping her onto her hands and knees.
I entered her from behind, my hands gripping her hips as I pounded into her.
She moaned, her body pushing back against mine, meeting each thrust with eager abandon.
I could feel her tightening around my cock, her body convulsing as she came.
The sight of her, the feel of her, the sound of her moans, pushed me over the edge. I came hard, my body shuddering as I spilled into her.
We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. I pulled her into my arms, feeling her heart beat against mine.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, our breaths slowly returning to normal.
It was only the next day, when I ran into one of Tina's friends at the restaurant, that I found out the truth.
"You know Tina had a lot of fun last night, right?" her friend said with a knowing smile. "She told me it was her last fling before settling down.
She really wanted to make it memorable."
I was taken aback.
I had no idea she was engaged or that she had planned this as her last fling.
But as I thought back to the night before, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
It had been an epic night, one I wouldn't soon forget.
And as for Tina, well, she had gotten what she wanted, and I had given it to her. It was a win-win, and I had no regrets.
