Swimsuit stretched taut over her lithe frame, balcony breeze kissing bare skin as she poses, hands sliding down hips. Fabric clings damp, pulls aside. Gym bike next, ass grinding the seat, thighs flexing hard against metal frame slick with sweat. Bedroom shift, purple one-piece hugs her curves on white sheets, legs splayed lazy, fingers tracing edges where nylon meets soft flesh. What happens when that grip turns greedy, peeling spandex slow? Body arches. Heat builds. Solitary tease begs for touch.