It was a hot summer evening, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of spices and the sound of sizzling food. Sarah, a stunning woman in her early thirties, was standing in front of the counter, her long, wavy chestnut hair cascading down her back. She was completely nude, her perfect, round breasts on full display. Her nipples were hard, and she couldn’t help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she thought about what was about to happen.
She had been cooking dinner for her husband, John, who was due to arrive home any moment. Sarah had always had a bit of a wild side, and she couldn’t resist the temptation to greet her husband in nothing but her birthday suit. She knew he would be surprised, but she also knew he would be excited by the bold move.
Just as she had finished setting the table, she heard the front door open and close. She took a deep breath and waited, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard footsteps in the hallway, and then John appeared in the doorway.
His eyes widened as he took in the sight of his wife, standing there in all her naked glory. “Sarah,” he gasped, his voice hoarse with desire. “What are you doing?”
“I wanted to surprise you,” Sarah said, her voice sultry and low. She walked towards him, her hips swaying seductively. “Do you like it?”
“Like it?” John said, his voice trembling. “I love it. You’re so beautiful, Sarah.”
He reached out and pulled her close, his hands caressing her bare skin. Sarah moaned with pleasure as he kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. She could feel his erection pressing against her, and she knew he was as turned on as she was.
They broke apart, both of them breathing heavily. Sarah reached down and stroked John’s cock through his pants, feeling it grow harder under her touch. “I want you,” she whispered. “Right here, right now.”
John didn’t need any further encouragement. He quickly stripped off his clothes, and Sarah led him over to the kitchen counter. She climbed up onto it, her legs spread wide. John stepped between them, his cock pressing against her wet, eager pussy.
He thrust inside her, and Sarah cried out with pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, as they chased their orgasms.
Sarah could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She moaned louder and louder, her nails digging into John’s back. “Yes, yes, yes!” she cried as she came, her pussy clenching around John’s cock.
John followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled Sarah with his hot, sticky cum. They collapsed against each other, both of them panting and spent.
“That was amazing,” John said, his voice hoarse.
“Yes, it was,” Sarah agreed, a satisfied smile on her face. “Welcome home.”
