The seduction of time

The woman, a 45-year-old brunette with wavy, long hair tied up in a messy bun, stood by the bedroom door. Her plus-size frame, with wide hips and a curves that accentuated her small bust and large posterior, was wrapped in a lacy nightgown that clung to her every curve. The room was filled with the scent of vanilla and lavender, creating an atmosphere of both elegance and sensuality. She bided her time, waiting for the perfect moment to make her move, her dark tan skin glistening with a hint of arousal as she bit her lower lip in anticipation. Across the hall, the man, though younger than her, was unaware of the allure that surrounded him, his mind preoccupied with work-related stress.