It was a hot summer evening, and the air was thick with humidity. Rebecca, a stunning woman with long, flowing hair and a perfect set of boobs, was standing in her kitchen, wearing only a thin robe. She had been cooking dinner for herself, but her mind was elsewhere.
As she moved around the kitchen, chopping vegetables and stirring sauces, she couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of desire. It had been a long time since she had been with anyone, and she was starting to feel the effects of her prolonged celibacy.
Suddenly, she heard the front door open and close, and she knew that her neighbor, Mark, had come home from work. Mark was a tall, handsome man with a rugged jawline and piercing blue eyes. Rebecca had always found him attractive, but she had never acted on her feelings.
Mark walked into the kitchen, and Rebecca felt her heart skip a beat. He was wearing only a pair of shorts, and his muscular chest was glistening with sweat.
“Hey, Rebecca,” he said, his voice deep and husky. “I hope you don’t mind me coming in. I just needed to grab a glass of water.”
Rebecca smiled, trying to hide her desire. “Of course not, Mark. Help yourself.”
Mark poured himself a glass of water, and as he drank, he couldn’t help but notice Rebecca’s robe slipping open, revealing her perfect boobs. He felt his desire grow, and he knew that he had to have her.
Without saying a word, he moved closer to Rebecca, and gently took her face in his hands. He leaned in, and their lips met in a passionate kiss. Rebecca responded, her body melting into his.
Mark’s hands began to wander, and he started to caress Rebecca’s body. He ran his fingers over her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard and sensitive. Rebecca moaned, her body on fire with desire.
Mark broke the kiss, and looked into Rebecca’s eyes. “I want you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Rebecca nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. Mark picked her up, and placed her on the kitchen counter. He gently pushed her robe aside, and admired her naked body.
Mark leaned in, and started to kiss Rebecca’s neck, moving down to her breasts. He licked and sucked her nipples, and Rebecca moaned with pleasure. Mark’s hands were exploring her body, and he slipped a finger inside her wet pussy.
Rebecca moaned louder, her body begging for more. Mark started to finger her, and Rebecca’s moans grew louder.
“Fuck me, Mark,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Mark didn’t need to be asked twice. He pulled out his cock, and gently pushed it inside Rebecca’s pussy. Rebecca moaned as she felt him enter her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Mark started to thrust, and Rebecca met each thrust with her own. They were lost in their own world, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
Mark leaned in, and started to kiss Rebecca again. Their tongues intertwined, and Rebecca could feel her orgasm building.
“I’m close,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mark increased his pace, and Rebecca’s moans grew louder. She felt her orgasm hit, and her body trembled with pleasure.
Mark followed soon after, and he collapsed on top of Rebecca. They lay there for a few moments, their bodies entwined, before Mark pulled out and helped Rebecca down from the counter.
“That was amazing,” Rebecca said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mark smiled, and kissed her. “Yes, it was.”
They got dressed, and Mark left, leaving Rebecca alone in her kitchen, her body still tingling with pleasure. She knew that she would never forget this encounter, and she couldn’t wait for the next time.
