It was a hot summer evening, and the air was thick with anticipation. Sarah, a woman in her early thirties, stood in her kitchen, completely nude. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back, and her perfect, firm breasts begged for attention.
She had been cooking dinner for her lover, Jack, who was due to arrive any moment. The thought of seeing him, of feeling his hands on her body, made her wet with desire. She heard the front door open and closed, and her heart raced with excitement.
Jack entered the kitchen, his eyes immediately drawn to Sarah’s naked form. He let out a low whistle, taking in the sight of her long hair, her perfect boobs, and the way her hips flared out from her narrow waist.
“You look good enough to eat,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
Sarah smiled, her heart pounding in her chest. She walked over to Jack, pressing her body against his. She could feel his hardness through his pants, and she ground herself against him, moaning with pleasure.
They kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Jack’s hands roamed over Sarah’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She gasped with pleasure, her body on fire with desire.
They broke apart, their breathing heavy. Sarah dropped to her knees, her hands working at Jack’s belt. She pulled his pants and underwear down, freeing his hard cock. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust, before taking him into her mouth.
Jack moaned, his hands tangled in Sarah’s hair as she sucked and licked his cock. She could feel him getting closer, could taste his impending release. But just as he was about to cum, Sarah pulled away, a wicked smile on her face.
“Not yet,” she said, standing up and leading Jack over to the kitchen table.
She bent over, her perfect ass on display. Jack didn’t need any more invitation. He entered her from behind, his cock sliding into her wet pussy. Sarah moaned, pushing back against him.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Sarah reached down, her fingers finding her clit. She rubbed herself as Jack fucked her, their moans and gasps filling the kitchen.
Sarah came first, her pussy clenching around Jack’s cock. He followed soon after, filling her with his hot cum. They collapsed onto the kitchen table, their bodies spent and satisfied.
They lay there for a moment, catching their breath. Sarah looked up at Jack, her eyes shining with love and desire.
“I love you,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jack smiled, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from Sarah’s face.
“I love you too,” he said, pulling her close for a kiss.
The end.
