The Baby Proposal

Laura cursed herself for choosing to wear her skintight black leather skirt that day. It provided little protection against the growing pressure of Matthew's arousal. She could feel him pulsating against her, threatening to overwhelm her senses.

In a desperate attempt to break free, Matthew thrust his hips upwards, driving himself deeper into Laura's embrace. A loud moan escaped her lips, betraying her arousal. She was sure her face was as red as a tomato as she glanced up and saw their reflection in the glass wall. The image was one of undeniable seduction - her flushed face and Matthew's closed eyes, lost in the sensation of their bodies pressed together.