Whispers in the Night

It was a hot summer night in the city, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine and sweat. Shanti, a young Indian woman with raven-black hair and a voluptuous figure, lay on her bed in nothing but her sheer lingerie. She had been thinking about him all day, the way his hands felt on her body, the way his lips tasted. She couldn't wait any longer. She picked up her phone and sent him a simple message: "I'm waiting for you." Minutes later, there was a knock at her door. She opened it to fin