It was a hot summer afternoon, and the kitchen was filled with the delicious aroma of freshly baked bread. Rachel, a stunning woman in her early thirties, was standing by the counter, her long, wavy auburn hair cascading down her shoulders. She was wearing a tight-fitting white blouse that accentuated her perfect front view boobs, and a pair of skin-tight jeans that hugged her curves in all the right places.
As she was putting the finishing touches on her lunch, she heard the front door open and close. She turned around to see her husband, Mark, walk into the kitchen. He was a tall, handsome man in his mid-thirties, with short, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Rachel felt a surge of desire as she looked at him, and she couldn’t help but think about the passionate lovemaking sessions they used to have.
Mark walked up behind Rachel and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. Rachel let out a soft moan as she felt his warm breath on her neck. He started kissing her earlobes, gently nibbling on them, causing Rachel to shiver with pleasure. Mark’s hands started to wander, caressing Rachel’s breasts through her blouse, making her nipples harden with desire.
Rachel turned around to face Mark, her eyes filled with lust. She started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his toned chest. Mark responded by undoing Rachel’s blouse, exposing her lacy white bra. He leaned in and started kissing her neck, making his way down to her cleavage. Rachel let out a soft moan as she felt Mark’s lips on her breasts.
