The Temptation of the Indian Goddess

In the dimly lit room, a woman stood with her back facing the door. She was a Indian beauty, her black hair cascading down her shoulders in thick waves. Her curves were generous, and her skin a rich, golden hue. She was completely nude, her body on display for only the moonlight to see. He watched her from the doorway, his breath hitching in his throat. He had been fantasizing about this moment for weeks, and now here she was, in all her glory. He took a step forward, and she turned to face him,