It was a hot summer evening, and the air was thick with anticipation. Sarah, a 28-year-old woman with long, wavy chestnut hair, was standing in her kitchen, completely nude, save for the apron tied around her waist. Her perky, perfect boobs were on full display, and she couldn’t help but feel a shiver of excitement run down her spine as she thought about what was to come.
She had been cooking all afternoon, preparing a special dinner for her lover, Jack. He was due to arrive any moment, and she couldn’t wait to see him. She had laid out a spread of delicious food on the table, but she knew that it was not the food that he was really coming for.
Just as she was putting the finishing touches on the meal, she heard the front door open and close. She felt a flutter of excitement in her stomach as she heard his footsteps approaching.
“Hello, my love,” she said, turning to greet him. He took one look at her and let out a low whistle.
“Wow, you look incredible,” he said, walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her waist. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her apron, and she couldn’t help but smile.
