As the plumber, a ruggedly handsome man named Jack, entered the kitchen, he couldn't help but feel his heart race. The woman he'd come to fix the sink for, an ebony beauty named Lila, stood before him in nothing but a silk robe. Her ample cleavage and toned legs were on full display.
"So, what seems to be the problem?" Jack asked, trying to maintain his professional composure.
Lila leaned against the kitchen counter, her robe sliding slightly open, revealing a glimpse of her black lace lingerie. She looked up at Jack with seductive eyes.
"Actually, I was hoping you could do more than fix a sink," she purred.
Jack's pulse quickened as he realized what she was implying. He slowly approached her, his gaze locked onto hers. Lila reached out and grabb bed the handle of the huge wooden chest beside her, preparing to make an escape as he drew nearer. Her heart was pounding loudly in her ears, and she could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins. She knew that this stranger meant her harm, and she had to get away. With all of her strength, she heaved open the lid of the chest, leapt inside, and sl
