As you step into the luxurious kitchen, the marble counters gleam under the soft lighting, setting the perfect stage for a seductive encounter. Sarah Harlowe, the realtor, leans against the counter, her pink dress hugging her curves. Her eyes, hidden behind glasses, sparkle with a mischievous glint as she locks eyes with you. The air is thick with anticipation as she runs a finger along the counter, her voice a sultry whisper. "This kitchen has everything you need," she purrs, her gaze drifting to your pants. "And I can show you just how much." She steps closer, her hand gently brushing against your chest, her intentions clear. The room heats up as she leans in, her breath hot against your ear. "I'll do anything to make this sale, and I think you'll enjoy every minute of it."