It was a hot summer afternoon, and the house was filled with a sultry silence. The man, a handsome and successful businessman named Lucian, found himself drawn to the kitchen by the alluring sight of his wife, Seraphina. She was standing in front of the sink, her long, golden hair cascading down her back in loose waves, framing her perfect, firm breasts. Her nipples were already hard, poking through the thin fabric of her white blouse, and Lucian felt his cock stirring in his pants.
Seraphina, noticing her husband’s gaze, turned to face him, a slow, seductive smile playing on her lips. She knew exactly what she was doing to him, and she reveled in the power she held over him. She reached up and began to unbutton her blouse, slowly revealing her luscious, creamy skin. Lucian couldn’t take his eyes off of her as she slipped the blouse off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, leaving her in just her lacy, black lingerie.
“Like what you see?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
Lucian couldn’t speak, he could only nod, as he watched his wife reach behind her back and unclasp her bra, letting her perfect, round breasts spill out. She cupped them in her hands, teasing her nipples, and Lucian felt his cock growing harder in his pants.
Without a word, Seraphina walked over to Lucian, her hips swaying seductively. She reached out and began to undo his pants, slowly lowering them to the floor. Lucian stepped out of them, his cock springing free, already hard and throbbing.
Seraphina dropped to her knees in front of him, taking his cock in her hand and slowly stroking it. She looked up at him, her blue eyes shining with desire, and then she leaned forward and took him in her mouth. Lucian groaned as he felt her warm, wet lips sliding up and down his shaft. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, teasing him, before taking him deeper into her mouth.
Lucian reached down and tangled his fingers in his wife’s hair, pulling her closer to him. He could feel the orgasm building inside him, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. But just as he was about to cum, Seraphina pulled away, a wicked smile on her lips.
“Not yet,” she said, standing up and leading him over to the kitchen table. “I want to feel you inside me.”
She bent over the table, her perfect ass in the air, and Lucian couldn’t resist. He stepped forward and positioned himself behind her, his cock pressed against her wet, wanting pussy. He reached down and stroked her clit for a moment, feeling her shiver with pleasure, before he pushed inside her.
They both moaned as he filled her, his cock throbbing with need. He began to thrust, hard and fast, and Seraphina pushed back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, as they chased their mutual pleasure.
Lucian could feel the orgasm building inside him again, and this time he let it go. He cried out as he came, his cock pulsing inside Seraphina’s pussy, filling her with his seed. She moaned as she felt him cum, her own orgasm crashing over her, and they both collapsed onto the table, spent and satisfied.
As they lay there, panting and gasping for breath, Lucian knew that he would never tire of his wife’s body, or her insatiable appetite for pleasure. He knew that they would continue to explore each other, again and again, always finding new ways to bring each other to the brink of ecstasy. And he knew that he would never take for granted the gift of her love, or the pleasure that they shared.
The end.
