The Russian beauty, Natasha, is sitting seductively on the edge of a desk in a dimly lit office. She's wearing a tight dress that hugs her curves and her long, silky hair cascades down her back. The camera zooms in on her luscious lips as she exhales strongly, revealing her arousal.
Suddenly, the door swings open, and a ruggedly handsome man storms in. He's clearly irritated by something as he slams his briefcase down on the desk. Natasha smirks at him, running her fingers down her thigh suggestively.
"You're late," she purrs in her thick Russian accent.
He growls at her in response, "I had to deal with that incompetent idiot again."
Natasha stands up, her body swaying ent He growls at her in response, "I had to deal with that incompetent idiot again."
