"Bend over for me."

You grin. She is beautiful. You grab her glass and say, "turn around and bend over."

Scarlett looks puzzled, blushes some more, smiles and whispers, "okay."

Gently she turns around, stretches her arms in the air, arching her back, the leather crackles, her red hair falls in her neck, and then, she slowly moves forward, bending over, placing her hands on the edge of the fire place. Her ass, those perfectly shaped and curved cheeks, lure you. Scarlett, while biting her underlip, pushes her ass up, again the leather crackles, arches her back and looks over her shoulder. Two green eyes, blushing, twink between locks of curly red hair.

You take a sip of the wine.