It was a hot summer afternoon, and the house was filled with a lazy, sultry heat. Sarah, a woman in her early thirties, was in the kitchen, preparing a light lunch. She wore only a thin, white robe, which she had tied loosely around her waist, leaving her perfect, firm breasts exposed. Her long, golden hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face in soft, loose curls.
As she chopped vegetables and sizzled meats on the stove, Sarah couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of desire. She had been alone for days, and the solitude had left her yearning for companionship, for the touch of another person. She closed her eyes and imagined the hands of a lover on her body, caressing her breasts, sliding down her stomach, and slipping between her legs.
Lost in her fantasy, Sarah didn’t hear the front door open, and she jumped when she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. She turned to see Jake, her neighbor and longtime crush, standing in the doorway. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, and he wore only a pair of low-slung jeans that hugged his hips and showed off his muscular physique.
Sarah’s heart raced as Jake pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers. She opened her mouth, inviting his tongue to explore, and she moaned softly as he tasted her. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Sarah arched her back, pressing her body against his, feeling his hardness through his jeans.
Jake’s fingers trailed down Sarah’s stomach, and she gasped as he slipped them beneath her robe and into her wet, aching pussy. She was already soaked, and Jake’s fingers slid easily inside her. He stroked her gently, and Sarah’s hips moved in time with his fingers, meeting each thrust with a moan of pleasure.
Sarah’s hands moved to Jake’s jeans, and she fumbled with the button and zipper, desperate to feel his cock inside her. Jake helped her, and she gasped as he sprang free, hard and hot in her hand. She stroked him slowly, feeling him grow even harder under her touch.
Jake lifted Sarah onto the kitchen counter, and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he entered her, filling her completely. He moved slowly at first, savoring the feeling of her tight, wet pussy. Sarah’s nails dug into his back as he picked up the pace, driving into her harder and faster.
Sarah’s moans filled the kitchen as Jake fucked her, and she screamed his name as she came, her pussy clenching around him. Jake followed soon after, his cock throbbing as he filled her with his hot, sticky cum.
Breathless and spent, Sarah and Jake collapsed onto the kitchen floor, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there for a long moment, wrapped in each other’s arms, before Sarah finally spoke.
“Welcome home,” she said, smiling up at him.
Jake grinned and kissed her again, and Sarah knew that this was just the beginning of a long, passionate love affair.
