As Maya watched the young and muscular worker paint her house, her heart raced with excitement. She couldn't help but notice his defined chest and arms covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Her eyes traveled down to his tight ass, just begging to be grasped and pulled into the folds of her aching pussy.
Desperate to quench her desire, Maya made her move. She approached him slowly, her breathing heavy with anticipation. As she neared, she could feel the heat radiating off his body. Placing a hand on his shoulder, her touch sent a shiver through him.
"You're doing a great job," she purred, running her fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. His eyes widened in surprise but didn't pull away from her touch.
As they stood there locked in an intense gaze, their bodies swaying gently to the rhythm of the music.
