I was sitting in the office reception, scrolling through emails on my phone, when I felt a presence beside me. I looked up, and there she was—Ava. Her smile was warm, almost sly, as if she’d been planning this moment for weeks. “Hey, James,” she said, her voice soft but with an edge of confidence. “I just wanted to thank you again for helping me land this job. You really saved me.”I shrugged, trying to play it cool. “No problem. It’s what colleagues do.”She tilted her head slightly, her long dark hair falling over one shoulder. “Well, I owe you. How about I make it up to you? Come over to my place tonight. I’ll cook you dinner—something special.” I hesitated. I wasn’t sure how my wife would feel about it, but Ava’s eyes were pleading, and there was something magnetic about her energy. Before I could think too much about it, I nodded. “Sure. Let me just call home.”After a quick call to my wife, lying that I’d be working late, I followed Ava out of the office. The weather had turned sour, rain pelting down in sheets as we ran to her car. By the time we reached her place, we were both soaked.She handed me a towel as soon as we stepped inside. “Here, dry off. I’ll put your clothes in the dryer.”I hesitated again, but she was already unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra underneath. My breath caught in my throat. She smirked, noticing my reaction, and tossed her wet shirt into the laundry room. “Don’t be shy, James,” she teased. “It’s just us.”I stripped down to my boxers, wrapping the towel around my waist, and handed her my clothes. She took them with a wink and disappeared into the kitchen. When she returned, she was in nothing but that bra and a matching thong. My heart pounded as she moved gracefully, her body on full display. Her breasts were fuller than I’d imagined, round and perfectly shaped, her hips curved like a sculpture. “Dinner won’t take long,” she said, leaning against the counter. Her eyes locked onto mine, and I could feel the heat between us building. She stepped closer, her hand brushing against my chest as she reached for a pan. Her touch sent a jolt through me, and I couldn’t help but grip her waist, pulling her against me. She gasped softly, her lips parting as she looked up at me.“James,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. “I’ve been thinking about this since the first day I saw you.”Her lips crashed into mine, and all reason left me. Her body pressed against me was electric, every curve fitting perfectly into my hands. I slid one hand down to her ass, squeezing it firmly as I deepened the kiss. She moaned into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair.We stumbled toward the couch, our bodies still tangled together. She straddled me, grinding her hips against mine as she broke the kiss to trail hot, wet kisses down my neck. My towel fell away, and she gasped at the sight of my cock, hard and ready for her.“God, James,” she breathed, her hand wrapping around me. “You’re so… perfect.”She leaned down, taking me into her mouth, and I groaned at the sensation of her warm, wet lips around me. Her tongue swirled slowly, teasing every inch of me as her hand stroked what she couldn’t reach. I tangled my fingers in her hair, guiding her pace as pleasure coursed through me.When she finally pulled away, her lips were swollen, her eyes dark with lust. She stood up, turning around to present herself to me. Her ass was even more incredible up close—firm, round, and begging to be touched.“Please,” she whispered, looking back at me over her shoulder. “Take me, James.”I didn’t need to be told twice. I gripped her hips, positioning myself at her entrance before thrusting deep inside her. She cried out in pleasure, her body arching back against mine as I slammed into her again and again. Her moans filled the room, each one driving me wild with desire.Her tightness was unbelievable, every thrust sending waves of pleasure through both of us. I reached around to grab her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples as I fucked her harder. She screamed my name, her body trembling as she came around me.“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice desperate. “Please don’t stop!”I didn’t plan to. My own orgasm was building fast, every stroke pushing me closer to the edge. When I finally came, it was explosive, my release filling her as she shuddered in pleasure.We collapsed onto the couch together, panting and sweaty. She turned to face me, her eyes still heavy with desire.“That was just the first course,” she said with a sly smile.

Ava, a colleague, invited me to her place for dinner after thanking me for helping her land a job.  She seduced me, and we ended up having sex on her couch.  Ava then mentioned that the sex was just the first course.

I was sitting in the office reception, scrolling through emails on my phone, when I felt a presence beside me. I looked up, and there she was—Ava. Her smile was warm, almost sly, as if she’d been planning this moment for weeks. 

“Hey, James,” she said, her voice soft but with an edge of confidence. “I just wanted to thank you again for helping me land this job. You really saved me.”

I shrugged, trying to play it cool. “No problem. It’s what colleagues do.”

She tilted her head slightly, her long dark hair falling over one shoulder. “Well, I owe you. How about I make it up to you? Come over to my place tonight. I’ll cook you dinner—something special.” 

I hesitated. I wasn’t sure how my wife would feel about it, but Ava’s eyes were pleading, and there was something magnetic about her energy. Before I could think too much about it, I nodded. “Sure. Let me just call home.”

After a quick call to my wife, lying that I’d be working late, I followed Ava out of the office. The weather had turned sour, rain pelting down in sheets as we ran to her car. By the time we reached her place, we were both soaked.

She handed me a towel as soon as we stepped inside. “Here, dry off. I’ll put your clothes in the dryer.”

I hesitated again, but she was already unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra underneath. My breath caught in my throat. She smirked, noticing my reaction, and tossed her wet shirt into the laundry room. 

“Don’t be shy, James,” she teased. “It’s just us.”

I stripped down to my boxers, wrapping the towel around my waist, and handed her my clothes. She took them with a wink and disappeared into the kitchen. 

When she returned, she was in nothing but that bra and a matching thong. My heart pounded as she moved gracefully, her body on full display. Her breasts were fuller than I’d imagined, round and perfectly shaped, her hips curved like a sculpture. 

“Dinner won’t take long,” she said, leaning against the counter. Her eyes locked onto mine, and I could feel the heat between us building. 

She stepped closer, her hand brushing against my chest as she reached for a pan. Her touch sent a jolt through me, and I couldn’t help but grip her waist, pulling her against me. She gasped softly, her lips parting as she looked up at me.

“James,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. “I’ve been thinking about this since the first day I saw you.”

Her lips crashed into mine, and all reason left me. Her body pressed against me was electric, every curve fitting perfectly into my hands. I slid one hand down to her ass, squeezing it firmly as I deepened the kiss. She moaned into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair.

We stumbled toward the couch, our bodies still tangled together. She straddled me, grinding her hips against mine as she broke the kiss to trail hot, wet kisses down my neck. My towel fell away, and she gasped at the sight of my cock, hard and ready for her.

“God, James,” she breathed, her hand wrapping around me. “You’re so… perfect.”

She leaned down, taking me into her mouth, and I groaned at the sensation of her warm, wet lips around me. Her tongue swirled slowly, teasing every inch of me as her hand stroked what she couldn’t reach. I tangled my fingers in her hair, guiding her pace as pleasure coursed through me.

When she finally pulled away, her lips were swollen, her eyes dark with lust. She stood up, turning around to present herself to me. Her ass was even more incredible up close—firm, round, and begging to be touched.

“Please,” she whispered, looking back at me over her shoulder. “Take me, James.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I gripped her hips, positioning myself at her entrance before thrusting deep inside her. She cried out in pleasure, her body arching back against mine as I slammed into her again and again. Her moans filled the room, each one driving me wild with desire.

Her tightness was unbelievable, every thrust sending waves of pleasure through both of us. I reached around to grab her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples as I fucked her harder. She screamed my name, her body trembling as she came around me.

“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice desperate. “Please don’t stop!”

I didn’t plan to. My own orgasm was building fast, every stroke pushing me closer to the edge. When I finally came, it was explosive, my release filling her as she shuddered in pleasure.

We collapsed onto the couch together, panting and sweaty. She turned to face me, her eyes still heavy with desire.

“That was just the first course,” she said with a sly smile.

A man's simple act of kindness leads to an unexpected encounter with a woman he helped secure a job for. The woman, Ava, invites him over for dinner and the evening takes a passionate turn as she reveals her true intentions.

Rainy Rendezvous with Ava's Forbidden Desires

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