It was a hot summer afternoon, and the house was filled with a lazy, sultry heat. Sarah, a woman in her late twenties with long, flowing auburn hair, was busy preparing lunch in the kitchen. She was dressed in a simple white sundress, but the heat had made her abandon her bra, and her full, perfect breasts were clearly visible through the thin fabric.
As she chopped vegetables and sautéed onions, Sarah couldn’t help but feel a sense of restlessness. She had been feeling lonely lately, and the heat was only making her more aware of her own desires. She let out a sigh, leaning against the counter and closing her eyes for a moment.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of intense blue eyes staring at her from across the room. It was Mark, her neighbor from across the street. He was a tall, muscular man in his early thirties, with short brown hair and a strong jaw. Sarah had always found him attractive, but they had never really had the chance to get to know each other.
Mark was standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. He was wearing only a pair of low-slung swim trunks, and Sarah couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles rippled as he moved.
“Hey,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I was just coming over to see if you needed any help with that.”
Sarah felt a sudden flutter in her chest. She had been hoping for some company, but she hadn’t expected it to be Mark. Still, she couldn’t deny the way her body was responding to his presence.
“Sure,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. “I could use some help chopping these veggies.”
Mark walked over to the counter, and Sarah couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes kept straying to her breasts. She felt a sudden surge of desire, and she couldn’t help but wonder if he was feeling the same way.
As they worked together, Sarah found herself growing more and more aware of Mark’s body. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, and she couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to run her hands over his muscular chest and abs.
Finally, she couldn’t take it any longer. She turned to Mark, her eyes locked on his.
“Do you want to take a break?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mark looked at her for a long moment, his eyes dark with desire.
“Yes,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I think I do.”
Without another word, Sarah took Mark’s hand and led him to the living room. She pushed him down onto the couch, straddling him as she kissed him deeply. Mark’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her dress.
Sarah moaned, arching her back as Mark’s fingers found her nipples. She could feel the heat building between her legs, and she knew she needed more.
She stood up, pulling her dress over her head and revealing her naked body. Mark’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her, and Sarah couldn’t help but feel a sense of power.
She climbed back onto the couch, straddling Mark once again. This time, there was no fabric between them. Sarah could feel Mark’s hard cock pressing against her, and she couldn’t help but grind against him.
Mark groaned, his hands gripping her hips as she moved. Sarah could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew she needed more.
She reached down, guiding Mark’s cock inside of her. He filled her completely, and Sarah couldn’t help but moan as she began to ride him.
Mark’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her as she moved. Sarah could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew she was going to cum soon.
With a final, desperate moan, Sarah came hard, her orgasm rippling through her body. Mark followed soon after, his cock twitching inside of her as he filled her with his cum.
As they lay there, panting and spent, Sarah couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had never expected this to happen, but she was glad it had.
She looked over at Mark, who was smiling at her.
“That was amazing,” he said, his voice hoarse.
Sarah couldn’t help but agree.
“Yes,” she said, her voice soft. “It was.”
