It was a warm summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the delicious aroma of dinner being prepared. Sarah, a stunning woman with long, flowing auburn hair, was standing at the counter, chopping vegetables. She was completely naked, her perfect, firm breasts on display for anyone who might walk in.
As she worked, she couldn’t help but feel aroused by the thought of her husband, John, coming home to find her like this. She had always had a bit of an exhibitionist streak, and the thrill of possibly being caught was almost as exciting as the thought of the pleasure they would share later.
Just as she finished chopping the last vegetable, she heard the front door open and close. Her heart raced with anticipation as she listened to John’s footsteps approach the kitchen. She took a deep breath, preparing herself for the moment he would see her.
John entered the kitchen, and his eyes widened in surprise and desire as he took in the sight of Sarah, standing there naked and confident. He crossed the room in a few long strides, pulling her into his arms and kissing her deeply.
Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies. Sarah moaned softly as John’s hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hard nipples.
John broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Sarah’s neck to her shoulder, where he began to nibble and suck. Sarah arched her back, pressing her breasts into his chest as she ran her fingers through his hair.
John’s hands continued to explore Sarah’s body, one sliding down to her ass and giving it a firm squeeze, the other moving between her legs to find her wet and ready for him. Sarah gasped as he slid a finger inside her, her hips bucking against his hand.
John added a second finger, fucking her slowly as he continued to suck and nibble on her neck. Sarah’s breathing grew ragged, her moans growing louder as the pleasure built inside her.
Finally, she couldn’t take it any longer. She pulled away from John, pushing him down onto a chair. She climbed onto his lap, positioning herself so that his hard cock was pressed against her wet pussy.
She ground against him, teasing them both, before slowly sinking down onto his length. They both moaned as she took him all the way in, her walls stretching to accommodate him.
Sarah began to ride John, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm as she fucked him. He reached up, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples as she rode him.
Their moans filled the kitchen, mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together. Sarah leaned forward, her hands braced on John’s shoulders as she rode him harder and faster.
John’s fingers moved from Sarah’s breasts to her clit, rubbing slow circles over the sensitive bud. Sarah cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She ground down onto John’s cock, milking every last bit of pleasure from her climax.
John wasn’t far behind, his own orgasm triggered by Sarah’s. He groaned, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.
Sarah collapsed against him, her head resting on his shoulder as they both struggled to catch their breath. They stayed like that for a few moments, enjoying the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
Finally, Sarah climbed off John’s lap, a wicked smile on her face. “Welcome home,” she said, her voice husky with desire. John could only grin in response, already looking forward to the next time they could share a moment like this.
