Sex on the tennis court

The evening sun painted the tennis court in soft shades of gold and red as the last games of the day gradually faded out. Laura stood in the middle of the seat, her hands on her hips, her eyes fixed the net in front of her. The air was still, only the occasional rippling of water from a nearby well could be heard. Suddenly Marc appeared, the passionate player who had already turned her head many times before. His attractive smile made her heart beat faster. “Ready for a challenge? ” he shouted as he threw his rackets on the pitch. Laura nodded, a bit nervous but also inspired by the anticipation. The two began playing, and an intense match quickly developed that included more than just sporting ambition. Each time Marc hit the ball, she looked at each other in alternating moments full of excitement. The evening sky shone in its last colors as the game became more and more passionate. Laura felt the adrenaline sweeping through her body and when she missed the ball after a particularly close point, she fell back onto the soft grass. Marc leaned over her, his eyes glowing with determination. The moment was perfect, and the atmosphere seemed to be pulsing with an unspoken desire. He leaned closer to her, almost touching his lips. “How about a win that changes everything? “he muttered as the world around her faded out... What happened now was only marked by another, much more passionate moment of intimacy that would change the evening forever...