It was a warm summer evening, and Marianne was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen. She was a stunning woman in her early thirties, with long, wavy auburn hair that cascaded down her back and complemented her perfect set of boobs, which were on full display in her low-cut red dress. The front view of her nude body was a sight to behold, and her long hair only added to her allure.
As she chopped vegetables and sautéed onions, she couldn’t help but feel aroused by the thought of her husband, Tom, coming home from work. She had been thinking about him all day, imagining his strong hands on her body and his lips on hers. She knew he would be hungry, but she couldn’t wait to satisfy her own desires first.
She walked over to the refrigerator and opened it, reaching for a bottle of chilled white wine. As she poured herself a glass, she felt a pair of hands on her waist, and she turned around to see Tom standing behind her. He was wearing his usual work attire, a crisp white shirt and dark pants, but his eyes were filled with lust and desire.
“Hello, beautiful,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
Marianne set her glass down on the counter and wrapped her arms around Tom’s neck. They kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths as they swayed back and forth to an unheard rhythm. Tom’s hands roamed over Marianne’s body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress.
“I want you,” Marianne whispered, breaking their kiss. “Right here, right now.”
Tom didn’t need any further encouragement. He lifted Marianne’s dress up and over her head, leaving her standing there in nothing but her lacy black thong. He took a step back to admire her, his eyes taking in every inch of her perfect body.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice filled with awe.
Marianne stepped out of her thong and pressed her body against Tom’s. She could feel his hard cock through his pants, and she rubbed herself against him, moaning with pleasure.
“Take me,” she said, her voice trembling with desire.
Tom didn’t hesitate. He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor, revealing his rock-hard cock. Marianne dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his shaft and teasing his tip with her lips. Tom groaned with pleasure and tangled his fingers in her long auburn hair.
“Fuck, Marianne,” he said, his voice strained. “You feel so good.”
Marianne sucked and licked Tom’s cock, taking him deeper into her mouth with every stroke. She could feel him getting closer to the edge, and she wanted to taste his cum. She quickened her pace, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked him harder and harder.
Tom couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled out of Marianne’s mouth and lifted her up, setting her on the kitchen counter. He spread her legs apart and rubbed his cock against her wet pussy, teasing her clit with his tip.
“Please,” Marianne begged, her voice filled with need. “I need you inside me.”
Tom thrust into Marianne, filling her up with his cock. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, their bodies pressed together as they moved in perfect harmony. Tom’s hands were on her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples as he fucked her harder and harder.
Marianne could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around Tom’s cock as she moaned with pleasure. She leaned back, her long auburn hair spilling over the edge of the counter as she threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy.
Tom followed suit, his cock swelling inside Marianne’s pussy as he came hard, filling her up with his hot, sticky cum. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies still connected as they caught their breath.
Marianne looked up at Tom, her eyes filled with love and desire. “I love you,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Tom smiled down at her, his eyes filled with the same love and desire. “I love you
