Meet Emma, the sultry barista with a penchant for pouring more than just coffee. Her piercing gaze and luscious curves have been driving her regular customer, Alex, to the brink of madness. Today, as she hands him his usual black coffee, the tension between them is palpable, and the cup of coffee seems like a mere pretext for the storm that’s about to unleash.
Emma: “You know, Alex, I’ve been watching you come in here every day. I can’t help but wonder what you’re thinking about while you’re staring at me like that.”
Alex: “You don’t want to know, Emma. It’s not safe for work.”
Emma: “Maybe I do. Maybe I want to know what’s been making you so restless.”
Alex: “You’re playing with fire, Emma. I’ve been fantasizing about you, about bending you over this counter and fucking you until you scream.”
Emma: “Well, Alex, it’s a good thing I’m not afraid of a little heat.”
Alex: “You’re killing me, Emma. I can’t take this anymore.”
Emma: “Then take me, Alex. Right here, right now.”
Alex: “You’re sure about this? Once we start, I’m not sure I can stop.”
Emma: “I’m counting on it.”
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