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Jenna could not think she was in fact doing this. A man she had actually met online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort called Stefan.

The weeks leading up to the trip were filled with anticipation. Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. He had actually sent her pictures, and she had actually appreciated his toned body and the mischievous glint in his eye. Their interactions had been easy going and flirtatious, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of methods.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking out the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hi there Stefan, come on in. It's great to lastly fulfill you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan strolled in and began to stroll around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him roam confidently around her short-term house.

"I hope it's to your liking. I really desired everything to be best for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and relaxing.

Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion streamed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

"Let's walk along the beach," he suggested with a warm smile.

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you prepared?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she replied, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their shared requirements increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the first light of day started to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna understood that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what could happen when you took a possibility on something unknown, only to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life had to provide.

Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

With a flirtatious look, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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