Working Up A Sweat

As she watched him work up a sweat, she could barely contain her excitement. His muscles rippled with each movement, drawing her eyes to his perfectly toned body. She couldn't help but wonder what he looked like without his shirt. The tension between them grew thick as they both tried to ignore the heat emanating from their bodies. Finally, as if unable to resist any longer, she made the first move by slowly unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her lace-covered breasts. His eyes widened but he didn't stop working. She walked closer, her heart pounding in her chest, and ran her fingers through the sweat on his forehead. Without another word, she slid her hands down to his pants, feeling the heat of his arousal through the fabric. He groaned and finally gave in, leaning into her touch as she undid his belt and lower . She slid her hands down his pants, gently massaging his erection through the fabric.