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Jenna couldn't believe she was really doing this. A guy she 'd met online, however one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named Stefan.
The weeks leading up to the trip were filled with anticipation. Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. He had actually sent her pictures, and she had appreciated his toned body and the naughty sparkle in his eye. Their interactions had been lighthearted and flirtatious, but Jenna understood that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of ways.
As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After inspecting into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, handsome man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective position, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hey Stefan, come on in. It's good to finally meet you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan strolled in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him roam confidently around her momentary house.
"I hope it's to your taste. I actually desired whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice calming and deep.
Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, watching the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a glowing moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
After a while, the pair found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you prepared?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she responded, her voice shivering with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their mutual requirements heightening as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly guided Jenna through a labyrinth of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the very first light of day started to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained expedition.
And Stefan? He would permanently be inscribed on her memory as a pointer of what might occur when you gambled on something unidentified, just to discover the supreme pleasure that life had to provide.
Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.
With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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