Housewife's Lotion Commotion

Sofi Ryan's kicking back at home, playing the perfect housewife, when a knock rattles the door. She swings it open and bam—there's this hot skincare rep, Diana Grace, flashing a killer smile that could melt ice. Diana sweet-talks her way inside like it's no big deal, dying to demo her fancy products. Sofi, a little shy but buzzing with curiosity, ushers her into the living room. Diana's got this killer new lotion she's raving about. 'Girl, where's your skin screaming for moisture?' she asks. Sofi blushes and points to her thighs. 'Perfect,' Diana grins, dropping to her knees like she's about to worship the spot. Sofi's in a flirty little skirt, so she parts her legs, giving Diana full access. Those hands start working the lotion in, smooth and teasing, inching oh-so-close to Sofi's hot spots. Sofi bites her lip, heat building fast—damn, this feels way too good. Then Diana ups the ante: 'Why stop there? Lose the shirt and bra, let's slather this stuff everywhere it counts.' Sofi doesn't even hesitate, stripping down with a naughty wink. No regrets here—letting Diana in was the smartest move Sofi's made all day, turning a boring afternoon into pure, slippery fun.