It was a hot summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the delicious aroma of dinner being prepared. Sarah, a stunning woman with long, flowing hair and perfect, firm breasts, was standing at the counter, chopping vegetables. She wore only a thin robe, which did little to conceal her nude body underneath.
Her husband, John, entered the kitchen, his eyes immediately drawn to his wife’s gorgeous figure. He approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his lips to her neck. Sarah let out a soft moan, closing her eyes and leaning back into his embrace.
John’s hands began to wander, caressing Sarah’s breasts and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her robe. Sarah reached behind her, running her fingers through John’s hair as he continued to kiss and nibble her neck.
With a sultry smile, Sarah turned to face John, her robe falling open to reveal her bare breasts. John’s eyes widened with desire as he took in the sight of her. He leaned in, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth and swirling his tongue around it. Sarah arched her back, letting out a soft gasp of pleasure.
John’s hands continued to explore Sarah’s body, sliding down to her hips and pulling her close. Sarah could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she ground her hips against him, eliciting a low growl from John.
Without breaking their kiss, John lifted Sarah onto the counter, spreading her legs and stepping between them. Sarah wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. John’s cock pressed against her wetness, and with a moan, Sarah guided him inside her.
John began to move, thrusting in and out of Sarah with a slow, steady rhythm. Sarah matched his movements, meeting him thrust for thrust. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the kitchen, mingling with their moans and gasps of pleasure.
John’s fingers found Sarah’s clit, and he began to rub slow circles around it. Sarah’s breath hitched, her hips bucking as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge. John increased his pace, driving into her harder and faster.
With a cry, Sarah came, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pleasure. John followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his warmth.
Breathless, they collapsed against each other, their bodies slick with sweat. Sarah looked up at John, her eyes shining with love and desire. John smiled down at her, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her skin.
They stayed like that for a long moment, lost in their own world. And then, with a sigh, Sarah pushed herself up, swinging her legs over the edge of the counter.
“Dinner will be ready soon,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
John nodded, adjusting his clothes. “I’ll set the table,” he said, his eyes still fixed on his wife’s perfect breasts.
Together, they finished preparing dinner, their minds still filled with thoughts of their passionate encounter in the kitchen.
