Dana Dances for a Raise

It was late evening at the private nude yoga studio in Lisbon. The last class had ended, and only Dana and her boss, Mr. Silva, remained. The 62-year-old owner sat on a cushion in the dimly lit room, watching the 18-year-old Ukrainian beauty stand before him completely naked.

Dana’s pale skin glowed softly under the warm lights. Her long, fiery red hair cascaded down her back, brushing against her firm ass. She looked at him with confident green eyes.

“You wanted to talk about my raise?” she asked sweetly, already knowing what she had to do.

Mr. Silva smiled and nodded. “Show me why you deserve it, Dana.”

Without hesitation, Dana began to dance for him.

Slow sensual music played in the background. She moved her hips in wide, hypnotic circles, running her hands over her small perky breasts. Her pink nipples were already hard. She turned around, bending forward to show him her tight, round ass, then straightened up and arched her back, pushing her chest forward.

Her movements were fluid and erotic — a perfect blend of nude yoga and striptease. She dropped into a deep squat, legs spread wide, giving him a full view of her smooth pink pussy. Then she rose gracefully, spinning so her red hair whipped around her shoulders.

“I work very hard for you,” she purred, walking closer. She straddled his lap without sitting down fully, grinding the air just above his growing bulge. Her breasts hovered inches from his face.

Mr. Silva’s breathing grew heavy as he watched the young beauty perform. Dana turned again, pressing her ass against his lap and twerking slowly, feeling his cock harden beneath her.

She dropped to her knees in front of him, looking up with innocent yet naughty eyes. Her hands slid up his thighs as she continued dancing — arching, rolling her body, and touching herself teasingly between her legs.

“I can be very… motivating for the clients,” she whispered, slipping two fingers inside her already wet pussy and moaning softly while still moving to the rhythm.

She stood up again, dancing closer until her naked body was almost touching him. Sweat began to glisten on her pale skin. Her red hair stuck to her neck and chest as she moved faster, more passionately.

Finally, Dana climbed onto his lap properly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and ground her wet pussy against the hard bulge in his pants, rolling her hips in slow, dirty circles.

“Do I deserve the raise, boss?” she breathed into his ear, gently biting his lobe.

Mr. Silva groaned, grabbing her firm ass with both hands and squeezing.

“Yes… fuck yes,” he growled. “You just earned yourself a very big raise.”

Dana smiled triumphantly, still grinding on him slowly, her fiery red hair framing her flushed face.

“Thank you, sir,” she whispered. “Would you like me to thank you properly now?”