The woman in a tight skirt

It was a warm summer evening in the city as Sophie strolled through the busy streets. Her tight black skirt accentuated her curves to an extent that attracted the attention of passers-by. The smooth fabric hugs her legs as she walked towards the shimmer of the setting sun with every step. The city lights were already twinkling, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked bread enveloped her as she stopped at a small café. Sophie sat down at a table outside, her long legs crossed seductively. The waiter, a handsome man with a big smile, brought her a drink. She felt a tingling in her stomach as he briefly looked at her skirt and smiled at her. Her eyes met, and for a brief moment, time seemed to stand still. Sophie knew that this evening was something special. The tension between them crackled in the air. As the sun set and the city glowed with warm light, she felt the desire build up in her. She stepped out into the street, the hustle and bustle of the city was in full swing. She suddenly felt a soft squeeze behind her, a hand touching her waist and trying to hold her back. Her heart beat faster as she turned around and looked him in the eye.