The woman walked up the stairs, her hair flowing behind her as she ascended. She was dressed in a loose-fitting summer dress, which revealed her toned and tanned skin. As she reached the top of the stairs, she turned to

The woman walked up the stairs, her hair flowing behind her as she ascended. She was dressed in a loose-fitting summer dress, which revealed her toned and tanned skin. As she reached the top of the stairs, she turned to face the camera and smiled seductively.Suddenly, a man appeared at the top of the stairs, his eyes fixed on her. He was wearing a black short-curtain haircut and a tribal patterned shirt that hugged his muscular frame. He took a few steps towards her, his eyes never leaving hers.The woman's heart raced as she realized that this man was not just any ordinary party guest. He was an inmate at the prison where she worked as a photographer. She had been secretly taking pictures of him for months now, capturing his every move and expression.As they locked eyes, the woman felt a surge of desire course through her body. She knew that this was wrong, but she couldn't help herself.