It was a hot summer evening, and Marianne was in her kitchen, preparing a late dinner. She was a stunning woman in her early thirties, with long, wavy chestnut hair that cascaded down her shoulders. Tonight, she had decided to wear her favorite red dress that clung to her curves and accentuated her perfect, firm breasts.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Marianne’s heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t expecting anyone, and her husband was away on a business trip. She cautiously approached the door and peered through the peephole. Her eyes widened as she saw the figure of a man standing on her porch. It was her neighbor, Jake, a tall and muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile.
Marianne hesitated for a moment, but then she remembered that she had agreed to water Jake’s plants while he was on vacation. She opened the door, and Jake’s eyes immediately traveled to Marianne’s perfect boobs, which were barely contained by her dress.
“Hi, Marianne. I just wanted to check if you were still okay to water my plants,” Jake said, his voice low and seductive.
Marianne nodded, and Jake stepped inside. He looked around the kitchen, and his eyes fell on the bottle of wine that Marianne had opened.
“Would you like a glass?” Marianne asked, her voice trembling slightly.
Jake nodded, and Marianne poured two glasses of wine. They sat down at the kitchen table, and Jake raised his glass to Marianne.
“To neighborly love,” he said, with a wink.
Marianne felt a shiver run down her spine as Jake’s eyes locked onto hers. She took a sip of her wine, and Jake leaned in closer to her.
“You have the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen,” he said, his breath hot on her neck.
Marianne’s heart was pounding in her chest as Jake’s hand reached out to touch her face. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, and Jake’s lips found hers. He kissed her deeply, and Marianne could feel herself getting lost in the moment.
Jake’s hands started to wander, and he cupped Marianne’s breasts, his thumbs flicking her hard nipples through the fabric of her dress. Marianne moaned softly, and Jake’s lips traveled down to her neck, his teeth nibbling on her earlobe.
Marianne’s hands were now exploring Jake’s body, and she could feel his hard cock pressing against his jeans. She reached down and unbuttoned his pants, freeing his massive cock.
Jake’s fingers found Marianne’s wet pussy, and he started to rub her clit in slow circles. Marianne’s moans grew louder, and she could feel her orgasm building up inside her.
Jake picked Marianne up and placed her on the kitchen counter. He spread her legs wide open and started to lick her pussy, his tongue darting in and out of her wet hole. Marianne’s back was arched, and she was moaning loudly, her hands gripping the edge of the counter.
Jake couldn’t wait any longer, and he positioned his cock at Marianne’s entrance. He pushed inside her slowly, and Marianne’s pussy welcomed him, wrapping around his cock like a vice.
Jake started to fuck Marianne harder and faster, and she was screaming his name, her pussy tightening around his cock. Jake could feel himself getting close, and he pulled out, his cum spurting all over Marianne’s perfect tits.
Marianne collapsed onto the counter, her body trembling with pleasure. Jake leaned down and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth.
They stayed like that for a few moments, their bodies entwined, before Jake pulled away.
“I’ll see you later, Marianne,” he said, with a wink.
Marianne watched as Jake walked out of her kitchen, her body still tingling with pleasure. She knew that she would never forget this passionate encounter in her kitchen.
