It was a hot summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of spices and cooking food. Sarah, a 28-year-old woman with long, wavy chestnut hair, was preparing dinner. Her curves were accentuated by the fitted red dress she wore, and her ample cleavage was on full display. Her perfectly round, firm breasts were the subject of many admiring glances from her husband, Tom, who couldn’t help but steal a glance every now and then.
As Sarah chopped vegetables, she felt Tom’s eyes on her. She looked up and caught him staring, and a seductive smile spread across her face. She knew what he was thinking, and she was more than happy to oblige. She walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Hi there,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
Tom’s heart raced as he felt her warm breath on his skin. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.
“Hi,” he replied, his voice low and husky.
Sarah looked into his eyes, her own filled with desire. She leaned in, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. Her tongue darted out, exploring his mouth, and Tom responded in kind.
Their kiss grew more intense, and Sarah could feel Tom’s arousal growing. She reached down, running her hand over the bulge in his pants. Tom groaned, his hands tightening on her waist.
Sarah broke the kiss, her lips traveling down his neck. She nibbled and licked, her teeth scraping against his skin. Tom’s head fell back, a low moan escaping his lips.
Sarah’s hand continued to explore, her fingers deftly undoing Tom’s pants. She reached in, wrapping her hand around his hard cock. Tom’s hips bucked, and he thrust into her hand.
Sarah stroked him, her grip firm and sure. She could feel him getting closer, and she increased her pace. Tom’s breathing grew ragged, and he reached out, grabbing onto the counter for support.
Sarah continued to stroke him, her other hand reaching up to tweak his nipples. Tom’s hips bucked again, and he came, his hot cum spilling over Sarah’s hand.
Sarah milked him, her hand still wrapped around his softening cock. She brought her hand to her mouth, licking off the remnants of his release. Tom watched, his eyes dark with desire.
Sarah smiled, her eyes shining with mischief.
“Dinner will be ready soon,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Tom nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. He knew that this was just the beginning of a long, passionate night.
As Sarah turned back to the stove, Tom adjusted his pants and took a deep breath. He couldn’t wait to see what the rest of the night had in store.
