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As a 32-year-old woman working in real estate, I’ve had my fair share of interesting client experiences. But this one particular incident, it was truly unique. I remember it was a warm day in September, and I was showing a charming 2-bedroom apartment in a quiet neighborhood to a young couple.
They seemed interested, and their faces lit up when I showed them the open floor plan living area and the sleek, modern kitchen. As I started explaining the features of the house, I noticed the couple whispering among themselves, their voices low and soft. Their giggles filled the air, and the woman’s cheeks were flushed. The man’s hand found its way to the small of her back, holding her close as they inspected the house.
As we moved towards the master bedroom, things took an unexpected turn. The couple, seemingly oblivious to my presence, began to engage in a playful yet passionate make-out session. As a professional, I was initially taken aback, but I decided to give them some privacy and retreat into the living room. I could hear the soft whispers and giggles echoing through the apartment.
What was supposed to be a quick home tour was stretching into a half-hour saga. Part of me felt like an intruder on their intimate moment, but there was another part, the woman part of me, that found the situation surprisingly arousing…
