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As she sat alone in the dimly lit bar, sipping on a martini, Julia couldn’t help but feel a sense of emptiness wash over her. It wasn’t that she was unhappy with her life, per se, but rather that she was yearning for something more. Something exciting, something new. Her mind was occupied with thoughts of her ex-lover, the way his hands would roam her body, the feeling of his lips on her skin. As she absentmindedly twirled the olive in her glass, she was startled by a deep, masculine voice.

“Mind if I sit here?”

Looking up, she saw a tall, handsome stranger standing before her. His eyes sparkled with mischief, the corners of his mouth turned up in a playful grin. She hesitated for a moment, unsure if she should entertain his advances, before finally gesturing for him to take a seat.

The two of them chatted, small talk at first, but soon delving into deeper conversations. Julia couldn’t help but feel a sense of magnetism between them, a strong pull that seemed to grow with every passing moment. As the bar began to fill up, and the noise level increased, the two of them leaned in closer, drawing each other in with their words.

Suddenly, he leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

“Do you want to get out of here?” he whispered.

Julia felt a shiver run down her spine. She had never been spontaneous, had never entertained the idea of engaging in a one night stand with a total stranger. But there was something about this man that drew her to him, something that made her want to throw caution to the wind.

Without a second wondered, she nodded, and before she knew it, he had taken her hand and led her out of the bar.

They walked aimlessly for a few blocks, the cool night air brisk against their skin. As they turned down a secluded alleyway, he stopped and turned to her, his eyes glinting with desire.

Without a word, he pressed his body against hers, his lips crashing down onto hers with an intensity that took her breath away. They kissed as if lost in a frenzy, hands roaming each other’s bodies, eliciting low moans from deep within their throats.

As they stumbled back against the wall, his hands reaching for her skirt, she could feel his hardness pressing against her, begging for release. She was already soaked through her panties, desperate to feel him inside of her.

With a sense of urgency, he lifted her up, pressing her against the brick wall as he entered her, the suddenness of it all almost too much to bear. She wrapped her legs around him, digging her nails into his back as they moved together, lost in a passion that had built up from the moment they met.

It wasn’t about love, or even lust, but rather a release of pent up desires, a chance to be wild and reckless with a total stranger. It was something they both needed, something they craved.

For what felt like hours, they moved together, kissing, biting, and groaning, both coming to their climaxes in a frenzy of pleasure, both finally satisfied in a way they had never known.

As they finally parted, both panting and exhausted, they shared a knowing smile.

“Same time next week?” he chuckled.

Giggling, Julia nodded, knowing that their steamy encounter was something that could only exist in secret, something that would forever remain between strangers.
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