It was a hot summer afternoon, and Maria was in her kitchen, preparing a refreshing iced tea. She was a stunning woman, with long brunette hair that cascaded down her back, and perfect, firm breasts that were barely contained by her skimpy top. She was standing in front of the kitchen counter, her body on full display.
As she poured the tea into a tall glass, she felt a pair of eyes on her. She turned around and saw John, her neighbor, standing in the doorway, watching her with a hungry gaze. John was a tall, muscular man with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. He had always found Maria attractive, but he had never acted on his desires before.
“Hi John,” Maria said, with a coy smile. “Can I help you with something?”
John swallowed hard, trying to find his voice. “I, uh, just came over to borrow some sugar,” he stammered, his eyes never leaving Maria’s curves.
