It was a hot summer evening, and the house was filled with the aroma of dinner being prepared. Sarah, a stunning woman in her early thirties, stood in the kitchen, her long, wavy auburn hair cascading down her back. She was completely naked, her perfect, round breasts on full display, the nipples hardening with every breath she took. The cool air from the air conditioner sent shivers down her spine, causing her to moan softly.
As she chopped vegetables for the salad, she couldn’t help but think about her husband, who was working late at the office. She missed him dearly, but she also couldn’t deny the desire that was building up inside of her. She had always been a sexual being, and the thought of pleasuring herself while thinking about him turned her on even more.
She ran her fingers over her nipples, pinching them gently, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She let out a soft sigh, imagining her husband’s hands on her body, his lips on hers. She closed her eyes, letting the sensation take over, when she felt a presence behind her.
She turned around, her eyes widening with surprise as she saw her husband, Mike, standing in the doorway, his eyes fixed on her. He had come home early, and the sight of his wife, naked and aroused, was more than he could handle.
Without a word, he crossed the room, pulling Sarah into his arms and kissing her deeply. She responded eagerly, her hands running over his chest, feeling the hardness of his muscles beneath his shirt. She tugged at the buttons, desperate to feel his skin against hers.
Mike wasted no time, his hands roaming over Sarah’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned, her head falling back as he trailed kisses down her neck. He knelt before her, his lips finding her nipples, his tongue swirling around them, causing Sarah to gasp with pleasure.
He moved lower, his lips finding the soft skin of her stomach, his tongue darting out to taste her. Sarah’s hands found their way to his hair, pulling him closer as he reached her hips. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire, before he buried his face between her legs.
Sarah’s legs trembled as Mike’s tongue found her clit, his fingers sliding inside of her. She moaned, her hips bucking against his face as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel the orgasm building up inside of her, and just as she was about to explode, Mike stood up, his lips glistening with her juices.
He kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on his lips. She moaned, her hands reaching down to stroke his cock through his pants. She could feel how hard he was, and she wanted him inside of her.
She undid his pants, freeing his cock, and stroking it gently. Mike groaned, his head falling back as she took him in her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft. She sucked him deep, her tongue swirling around the tip, causing him to moan even louder.
But Mike had other plans. He pulled Sarah to her feet, turning her around and bending her over the kitchen counter. He entered her from behind, his cock sliding deep inside of her. Sarah gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the counter as he began to thrust, hard and deep.
Their moans filled the kitchen, mingling with the sound of their bodies slapping against each other. Sarah could feel another orgasm building up inside of her, and just as she was about to explode, Mike reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in circles.
Sarah cried out, her orgasm crashing over her, causing her to tremble and shake. Mike followed soon after, his cock twitching inside of her as he came, filling her with his warmth.
They collapsed onto the kitchen floor, their bodies slick with sweat, their breathing heavy. Sarah looked up at Mike, her eyes filled with love and desire.
“Welcome home,” she whispered, her lips curling into a smile.
Mike smiled back, pulling Sarah into his arms and holding her close.
“I’m home,” he whispered, his lips finding hers.
And as they lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, the kitchen was filled with the sound of their soft moans, a testament to their passionate encounter.
