In the heart of a quaint suburban neighborhood, a woman named Veronica lived alone in a cozy two-story house. She was a 35-year-old divorcee with long, luxurious chestnut hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves. Veronica’s most striking features were her perfect, firm breasts that stood at attention, their nipples erect and inviting. She took pride in her physique and loved to display her beauty in various states of undress.
One sunny afternoon, Veronica found herself in the kitchen, sipping on a glass of chilled white wine. She wore only a silk robe, which was tied loosely around her waist, exposing her ample cleavage in the front view. She was enjoying the solitude and the warmth of the sun on her skin.
Suddenly, she heard a knock at the door. Startled, she looked around for a moment, wondering who could be visiting her. She went to the door, opened it slightly, and found herself face to face with a handsome gardener named Ethan. He had a rugged, outdoorsy look about him, and Veronica couldn’t help but feel a spark of attraction.
“Hi, I’m Ethan, the gardener,” he said with a charming smile. “I just wanted to let you know that I’ll be working in your garden today.”
Veronica blushed, her cheeks turning a soft pink. “Oh, hi, Ethan,” she said, “come on in.”
Ethan stepped inside, and Veronica couldn’t help but notice the way he looked at her. His eyes trailed down her body, and she could see the hunger in his gaze. She felt a familiar warmth spreading through her body, the desire to be desired.
They made small talk as Ethan went about his work, but Veronica could sense the tension building between them. She found herself inching closer to him, her robe slipping open to reveal more of her bare skin. Ethan didn’t seem to notice, or if he did, he didn’t seem to mind.
Finally, Veronica couldn’t take it any longer. She reached out and touched Ethan’s arm, her fingers tracing a line down his bicep. He turned to look at her, and they shared a moment of intense eye contact. Veronica could feel her heart racing, her breath quickening.
Without a word, Ethan leaned in and kissed her. His lips were soft and warm, and Veronica felt herself melting into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
Their kiss deepened, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Veronica could feel Ethan’s hands on her body, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. She moaned with pleasure, her body trembling with desire.
Ethan picked her up and placed her on the kitchen counter. He pushed her robe aside and admired her perfect breasts. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Veronica cried out with pleasure, her back arching as she offered herself up to him.
Ethan continued to tease and caress Veronica’s body, his fingers tracing a line down her stomach and into her wet pussy. She was ready for him, her body aching for him to enter her.
But Ethan had other plans. He wanted to taste her, to explore every inch of her body. He knelt down in front of her and spread her legs apart, his fingers gently parting her pussy lips. He leaned in and licked her clit, teasing her with his tongue. Veronica moaned with pleasure, her hands gripping the edge of the counter as she rode the waves of pleasure.
Ethan continued to lick and tease her, his fingers exploring her wet pussy. Veronica could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her body trembling with desire. She cried out as she came, her pussy contracting around Ethan’s fingers.
But Ethan wasn’t done yet. He stood up and unzipped his pants, revealing his hard cock. Veronica looked at it with a mixture of desire and apprehension. She had never been with a man like Ethan before, someone so rugged and masculine.
But her body wanted him, needed him. She reached out and took his cock in her hand, stroking it gently. Ethan moaned with pleasure, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked her hand.
Veronica couldn’t wait any longer. She guided his cock inside her, feeling him fill her up. They started to fuck, slow and deep at first, then faster and harder. Veronica cried out with pleasure, her body trembling with desire.
Ethan fucked her with a fierce intensity, his hips slapping against her ass as he drove himself deeper inside her. Veronica could feel another orgasm building, her body trembling with pleasure.
She came again, her pussy contracting around Ethan’s cock. He groaned with pleasure, his hips thrusting forward as he filled her with his cum.
They collapsed onto the kitchen floor, their bodies spent and satisfied. Veronica looked up at Ethan, her eyes shining with pleasure. She knew that this was the start of something special, something that would change her life forever.
