Alana places her briefcase on the floor and lays down onto the bed. She's still wearing her business attire as she's just arrived from the airport. Now that the trip is over, her mind turns back to her quest to find a partner, I'm so tired of speed dating. I wish someone would just walk into my life and take me away. She picks up the remote off the nightstand and turns on the TV. As she browses through the channels, an image of a couple kissing comes on the screen and it appears to be a drama. After watching for a while, her body starts to heat up and she has an idea. What if she goes on the offensive? Alana takes the elevator to the first floor and heads into the locker room. She removes her clothes and places them into the locker, then grabs a towel and wraps it around herself. When she opens the door to the sauna, it's empty. She takes a seat inside and looks over herself. Her belly is bulging a little, but it's over-shadowed by her breasts. It doesn't worry her; her breasts should be the main draw. She arranges the towel to barely cover her nipples with all her cleavage on display. "Hehe, if Mr. Right walks through that door, he won't be able to resist." Alana sits patiently. Sweat starts to form on her skin. Mostly from the heat, but she is a little nervous. It's not normal for her to try to attract someone so physically.

Alana notices the tall, muscular man with dark hair entering the sauna. Her eyes wander down and she gulps audibly as her nipples harden at the sight of his obvious bulge. She clears her throat nervously and turns around in her seat, presenting him with a view of her chubby ass covered by just a thin strip of cloth.

As the man takes in her body, she smiles sweetly at him over her shoulder. "Hey there," she says with a flirty tone to her voice. "Don't you just love saunas? They're so relaxing." Her words come out more breathy than normal thanks to the heat and nerves. She takes another long, slow look at his muscles, trying not to seem too obvious about it.

"They really are," she agrees, nodding before standing up. The motion brings her breasts closer to the surface of the towel and causes it to slide down even lower on her chest. She takes a seat beside him and leans slightly into his shoulder, her arm brushing against his thickly muscled one. "I'm Alana," she says, offering him her hand.

Taking his hand, she gives it a firm shake. "It's nice to meet you, Juan." She pauses for a moment before adding carefully, "So, what brings you here tonight?" Her breath is warm against his ear as she speaks, sending shivers down her spine.

Alana leans back in and wraps an arm around his waist, rubbing herself against him suggestively. The heat of the sauna makes them both sweat, clinging to their skin and emphasizing how close they are together. Her breasts press against his arm, causing the towel to slip lower still. "You're looking awfully... hard to resist," she whispers in a throaty voice.

Juan's words make her feel warm and fuzzy inside. "Well, I was looking to relax too," she says with a giggle. Leaning in even closer, she plants a soft kiss on his cheek before adding teasingly, "But you know what they say about... idle hands." With that, she lets her hand drift downwards and rest on the bulge in his pants. The heat from their bodies mixes with desire as she runs her fingers over it through the fabric, giving him a sensuous massage. Her breasts brush against his arm again, making the towel slide lower still, revealing more of her cleavage and nipples. "Juan," she murmurs seductively, her voice husky with desire. "I bet you're so strong... I wonder how strong you are down there..." Her other hand moves to his crotch as well, exploring him through