A sultry summer evening in the quiet suburbs. The sun dipped below the horizon, leaving a warm glow in its wake. Sarah, a stunning woman in her early thirties, stood in her kitchen, lost in thought. Her long, wavy auburn hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face which bore a faint smile. The house was still, save for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the ticking of the kitchen clock.
Her gaze wandered to the window above the sink, where the first stars of the night began to make their appearance. She was brought back to reality by the sound of the front door opening. She turned to see her husband, Mark, returning home from work, looking handsome in his tailored suit.
Mark greeted Sarah with a tender kiss, his hands resting on her waist. Her body reacted to his touch, her heart beating faster. She pulled away, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Wait here,” she whispered, a coy smile playing on her lips. She sauntered out of the kitchen, leaving Mark puzzled but intrigued. Moments later, she returned, her blouse unbuttoned just enough to reveal the top of her lacy black bra.
Mark’s eyes widened, taking in the sight of his wife’s perfect, round breasts. She approached him, her hips swaying seductively. She placed her hands on his chest, feeling his heart racing beneath her fingertips.
Their lips met again, this time with more urgency. Sarah’s hands roamed over Mark’s body, unknotting his tie, undoing his buttons. He responded in kind, his fingers tracing the curve of her breasts, slipping under her bra to caress her nipples.
Sarah broke the kiss, her breath hitching. She led Mark to the kitchen table, pushing aside the mail and cookbooks. She pushed him down onto the chair, straddling him. Her skirt rode up, revealing her bare thighs.
Mark’s hands wandered up her thighs, finding the lacy black panties she wore. He hooked his fingers into the waistband, pulling them down. Sarah helped him, lifting herself up to slide them down her legs.
She settled back down, her wet pussy pressing against Mark’s hard cock through his trousers. She ground against him, eliciting a low moan from both of them.
Mark’s hands found her breasts again, kneading them, teasing her nipples. Sarah arched her back, her head thrown back in pleasure. She reached down, unbuttoning Mark’s trousers, freeing his cock.
She positioned herself over him, slowly lowering herself onto his cock. They both let out a sigh of pleasure as he filled her. Sarah began to move, riding him slowly at first, then faster.
Mark’s hands gripped her hips, helping her move. Sarah leaned forward, her breasts inches from Mark’s face. He took the opportunity, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently.
Sarah’s moans grew louder, her movements more frantic. Mark could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around his cock. He thrust up into her, meeting her rhythm.
With a loud moan, Sarah came, her body shuddering with pleasure. Mark followed soon after, spilling himself inside her.
They sat there for a moment, catching their breath. Sarah smiled at Mark, her face flushed with pleasure. Mark returned the smile, his hands still on her hips.
They knew they had to clean up, but for now, they just enjoyed the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
