In the basement of desire

It was an ordinary Friday evening when Lena made the final preparations for the small party in her apartment. Her friends were already waiting for her while she brought the cool drinks into the cellar for the upcoming event. It was cool and dark down there, only dimly lit by a small light bulb hanging from the ceiling. The basement was rather messy, with boxes and boxes leaning against the walls. While Lena was rearranging the last bottles, she suddenly heard the sound of a door opening. It was Marco, the new beverage supplier. His team presence made her heart beat faster. His toned body was wrapped in a simple yet tight T-shirt that accentuated his muscles. “I hope I'm not interrupting,” he said with a smile that made her heart melt. “I just wanted to make sure I delivered everything correctly.” At that moment, she felt trapped in a whirlwind of emotions. “Not at all,” she whispered and stepped closer. The moment was electrifying when she sought his eye contact and something blossomed in her. The room was full of unspoken tension. “Are you free all evening?” she asked boldly. His shy look made her dig deeper, and the space seemed to close around her. If he only knew what she had in mind now...