It was a hot summer afternoon, and Sarah couldn’t resist the temptation to take a refreshing dip in her pool. With her long, wet hair cascading down her back, she walked naked towards the kitchen, her perfect boobs bouncing gently with every step she took.
As she entered the kitchen, she found her husband, Mark, sitting at the table, working on his laptop. He looked up and couldn’t believe his eyes. There she was, his beautiful wife, standing in front of him, completely naked.
“Hi, honey,” Sarah said, with a seductive smile.
Mark’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. “W-what are you doing?” he stammered.
Sarah walked over to him and straddled his lap, pressing her bare breasts against his chest. “I thought I’d make you a little surprise,” she whispered, nibbling his earlobe.
Mark’s hands instinctively went to her hips, pulling her closer. He could feel her warmth against his thigh, and he couldn’t help but get aroused.
Sarah noticed and started grinding against him, her wetness soaking through his pants. She leaned in and kissed him, her tongue exploring his mouth.
Mark responded eagerly, his hands roaming over her body. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs. Sarah moaned and arched her back, giving him better access.
Mark’s fingers trailed down her stomach and between her legs. He found her clit, already swollen with desire, and started rubbing circles around it. Sarah threw her head back and moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
Mark couldn’t wait any longer. He stood up, lifting Sarah with him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he carried her to the kitchen counter.
He laid her down and spread her legs wide open. He knelt between them and started licking her pussy, tasting her sweetness. Sarah grabbed the back of his head, pulling him closer.
Mark inserted a finger inside her, then two, stretching her. Sarah was moaning louder now, her body trembling with pleasure.
Mark stood up, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed inside. Sarah gasped as he filled her, her muscles clenching around him.
Mark started thrusting, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Sarah met his rhythm, her hips meeting his every stroke.
Their moans filled the kitchen, drowning out the sound of the air conditioning. Mark reached down and started playing with Sarah’s clit again, making her cry out in pleasure.
Sarah’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her body shaking as she came. Mark followed shortly after, filling her with his warmth.
They collapsed onto the kitchen floor, their bodies spent. Sarah looked up at Mark, her eyes shining with love and desire. “I love you,” she whispered.
Mark smiled and leaned down to kiss her. “I love you too,” he said, his hands caressing her body.
They lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies still humming with pleasure. The kitchen was a mess, but they didn’t care. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.
