It was a hot summer afternoon, and Sarah was in her kitchen preparing a refreshing iced tea. She was a woman in her late twenties, with long, wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her back. Her body was toned and fit, with curves in all the right places. She wore a tight-fitting white tank top that perfectly showcased her perfect, front-view boobs and a pair of cut-off denim shorts that accentuated her shapely legs.
As Sarah was pouring the tea into a pitcher, she heard the front door open and close. She turned around to see her neighbor, Jack, walking into her living room. Jack was a tall, muscular man in his early thirties with short, cropped brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Sarah had always found him attractive, but they had never acted on their mutual attraction.
“Hey, Sarah,” Jack said, his voice low and husky. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
“Not at all,” Sarah replied, her own voice betraying a slight nervousness. “I was just making some iced tea. Would you like some?”
“Sure,” Jack said, his eyes never leaving Sarah’s body. “That sounds great.”
As Sarah poured the tea into two glasses, she could feel Jack’s gaze on her. She turned around to hand him his glass, and their eyes met. For a moment, they just stood there, looking at each other, the tension between them palpable.
Without a word, Jack set his glass down on the counter and took a step closer to Sarah. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Sarah looked up at him, her eyes wide with desire.
Jack leaned down and pressed his lips to Sarah’s, his tongue parting her lips and exploring her mouth. Sarah responded eagerly, her own tongue meeting his in a passionate dance. She could feel Jack’s hands on her body, caressing her curves and making her heart race.
As they continued to kiss, Sarah could feel herself getting wet. She reached down and began to unbutton Jack’s shirt, her fingers trembling with excitement. Jack helped her, quickly shrugging out of his shirt and tossing it aside.
Sarah ran her hands over Jack’s muscular chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her through his jeans, and she longed to feel it inside her.
Jack reached down and slipped his hand under Sarah’s tank top, his fingers finding her hard nipples and pinching them gently. Sarah moaned with pleasure, her hips grinding against Jack’s.
Jack slid Sarah’s tank top up and over her head, leaving her in just her bra and shorts. He reached around and unclasped her bra, freeing her perfect boobs. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples.
Sarah reached down and began to unbutton Jack’s jeans, her fingers fumbling with the buttons. Jack helped her, quickly kicking off his jeans and boxers.
Sarah gasped as she saw Jack’s hard cock, thick and long and ready for her. She reached out and wrapped her hand around it, stroking it gently.
Jack groaned with pleasure, his hips thrusting forward. Sarah could feel his cock twitching in her hand, and she longed to feel it inside her.
She led Jack over to the kitchen table, pushing the chairs out of the way. She climbed up onto the table, her legs spread wide. Jack stepped between her legs, his cock pressed against her wet pussy.
Sarah reached down and guided Jack’s cock inside her, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size. Jack began to thrust in and out of her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm.
Sarah moaned with pleasure, her hands gripping the edge of the table. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her pussy clenching around Jack’s cock.
Jack reached down and began to play with Sarah’s clit, his fingers rubbing circles around it. Sarah cried out with pleasure, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave.
Jack continued to thrust in and out of her, his own orgasm building. He groaned as he came, his hot cum filling Sarah’s pussy.
They collapsed onto the table, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there for a moment, catching their breath, before Sarah spoke.
“That was amazing,” she said, her voice husky with pleasure.
“Yes, it was,” Jack agreed, his arms wrapped around Sarah’s waist. “I think we should do this again sometime.”
“I agree,” Sarah said, smiling up at him. “I definitely agree.”
