It was a hot summer afternoon, and Sarah was in her kitchen making a pitcher of iced tea. She had long, flowing auburn hair that cascaded down her back, and her ample bosom was barely contained by the thin fabric of her sundress. She wore no bra, and her nipples were clearly visible through the material.
As she bent over to retrieve a glass from the cabinet, she heard a low whistle from behind her. She turned around to see Jack, her neighbor, standing in the doorway. He was a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a mischievous grin.
“Well, hello there, Sarah,” he said, his gaze fixed on her chest. “You’re looking mighty fine today.”
Sarah blushed, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through her at his words. Jack had always been flirtatious, but she had never taken him seriously. Today, however, she found herself wanting to play along.
She smiled coyly and said, “Why, thank you, Jack. I didn’t realize you were here.”
Jack stepped closer to her, his eyes never leaving her body. “I just came over to borrow some sugar,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Sarah’s heart began to race as she felt herself being drawn to him. She knew she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t resist the temptation.
Without thinking, she reached up and ran her fingers through his short, blond hair. He leaned into her touch, and she could feel the heat emanating from his body.
She looked up at him, her lips parted in anticipation. He didn’t hesitate. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth with a hunger that took her breath away.
As they kissed, Sarah’s hands began to wander. She ran her fingers over his broad shoulders, down his muscular arms, and across his firm chest. She could feel his heart pounding in rhythm with her own.
Jack’s hands were equally busy. He slipped them under her sundress, cupping her bare breasts and teasing her nipples with his thumbs. Sarah moaned with pleasure as he pinched and pulled at them, her body responding to his touch with a fierce urgency.
Breaking the kiss, Jack trailed his lips down her neck, nipping and licking at her sensitive skin. Sarah tilted her head back, giving him better access, as she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.
Once she had undone them, she slid her hands inside, feeling the warmth of his skin against her palms. She ran her fingers over his firm pecs and down his ripped abs, marveling at the hardness of his body.
Jack’s lips found hers again, and they kissed hungrily as they stumbled towards the kitchen table. Sarah pushed him down onto a chair, straddling him as she continued to explore his body with her hands and mouth.
Jack’s hands were busy too, sliding up her thighs and under her sundress. He slipped his fingers inside her wet pussy, groaning with pleasure as he felt how ready she was for him.
Sarah ground her hips against his hand, moaning as he stroked her clit with his thumb. She could feel her orgasm building, the pressure coiling deep inside her.
With a final, desperate kiss, Sarah broke away and stood up. She pulled off her sundress, standing naked in front of Jack. He stared at her, his eyes wide with desire.
“Fuck, Sarah,” he breathed. “You’re beautiful.”
Sarah smiled and climbed onto the table, positioning herself so that her pussy was directly above his cock. She reached down and guided him inside her, moaning as he filled her completely.
They began to move together, their bodies slick with sweat as they fucked each other with a fierce urgency. Sarah leaned forward, bracing herself with her hands on Jack’s chest as she rode him harder and harder.
Jack’s hands were on her hips, helping her set the pace as he thrust up into her. Sarah could feel her orgasm building again, the pressure coiling deep inside her.
With a final, desperate cry, she came, her pussy clenching around Jack’s cock as waves of pleasure washed over her. Jack followed her over the edge, groaning as he filled her with his cum.
As they lay there, panting and spent, Sarah knew that she had crossed a line. She had given in to temptation, and there was no going back. But as she looked into Jack’s eyes, she knew that she didn’t regret it.
Their lovemaking had been raw and primal, a release of pent-up desire and need. And as they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, Sarah knew that she wanted more. She wanted to explore every inch of Jack’s body, to taste and touch and caress him until they were both spent and satisfied.
And she knew that Jack felt the same way. As they caught their breath and their hearts slowed, he looked up at her and smiled.
“Wow,” he said, his voice still husky with desire. “That was…incredible.”
Sarah smiled back, feeling a warmth in her chest that had nothing to do with the summer heat.
“Yes,” she said. “It was.”
And as they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, Sarah knew that this was just the beginning. They had a long, hot summer ahead of them, and she intended to make the most of it.
