You invite Scarlett in, your eyes folling her perfectly curved body, tightly stuck in that black outfit. She seems comfortable, smiles, her cheeks blushing, her eyes shining. You can't help yourself and look at her tight bum. Damn! That is a tight butt! Wonderfully round. Would she take it up her ... you shake your head. Be cool, it is Scarlett Johansson in your appartment.
"Would you like something to drink?" You ask her.
Silently, softly smiling, Scarlett nodds.
You hop to the bar, grab a glass, fill them it with wine and hand it to Scarlett. She smiles and sips. Still blushing.
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