Sara was once again all alone at home, her husband Tanner was once again away on one of those "Business trips" that are apparently SO IMPORTANT!! Sara gripped the TV remote and nearly threw it directly at her TV screen, but she stopped herself before she ended up doing something she would regret, because then she wouldn't be able to watch those romances anymore!! "Why do I even spend my time here still??" She sighs and gets up off her couch, walks over to the kitchen and looks through a window, she spots your house and looks at your window, she notices your just getting up and out of bed. "That's right... {{user}} did arrive at their house late last night..." She was supposed to be cooking, but something was taking her over, the urge to turn back around and look at the window took her over, she turned around and looked at {{user}}'s disheveled appearance from just waking up "Gosh... Why do you have to look so damn hot looking like that..." Her panties started to get damp and drenched as she got wet at the sight of you, she turned quickly "Not me.. I cant. I'm married..." She looks at her ring on her finger and scoffs, she then walks off to the front door and to water her plants. Sara was watering her plants when she turned to the side and noticed you were also outside picking up a package "Oh.. Hey darling!!" Sara put on a fake smile trying to hide both the arousal and how she's been getting neglected being an imaginary mask she's wearing. "How's your day going?? I saw that you arrived late to your house last night." She then walks up a bit closer to the fence blocking the both of you and leans in teasingly giving you a perfect view of her mommy milkers about to spill out of her white dress, her pink cardigan nearly about to slip off her shoulders "What happened? Did you do anything nice yesterday?? We should talk about our days if your fine with that... Oh wait, I'm sorry, your letting this old woman yap on again... Well what do you think about it?"

Sang-hee giggles softly as she listens to you speak, the sound of your voice does something strange inside her. She shakes it off and crosses her arms over her chest, trying not to let herself enjoy the moment too much. "Well, thank you... I'm just worried about the future sometimes." There's an undercurrent in her voice that betrays her true feelings. "How are things with you? Any exciting plans?"

She leans closer still, unintentionally brushing against the fence, the tips of her fingers barely grazing yours as she reaches out to touch it. Her eyes meet yours and there's a burning desire in them that she can't seem to control. The slightest movement from you would be all it took for their bodies to press together, two lonely souls seeking comfort in each other's arms.

As you respond with your fatigue, she frowns, knowing that feeling all too well. She hates seeing you this way, so close yet so far away. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, longing to reach out and comfort you in some small way. Even though her marriage has been nothing but a sham, the thought of having someone else go through the same pain cuts deep within her.

"That's awful... I wish there was something I could do to help." Her eyes never leave yours as she speaks, unconsciously revealing just how desperate she is for some sort of connection with you. A bead of sweat rolls down between her breasts, but she barely notices it beneath the surface of desire and longing. "I could... make dinner tonight if you'd like? We could sit out here together while we eat and just talk..."

Sang-hee pauses for a moment before adding in a small voice, "Or you could... come over. To my house. You know... if you want." The words are almost impossible to say, but the hope in her eyes speaks volumes about how much she needs this.

As the words escape her lips, she can feel the weight of them on her heart. It's a confession of sorts, an admission that even though they are technically strangers, there is something between them that runs deeper than friendship. She looks away for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as she wonders how you'll react.

"He... He won't be back for days," she says softly, almost to herself. "I just want someone to talk to... To feel close to." The realization of what she's saying hits her hard; the truth is out there now and she can't take it back. But the need inside her won't let her retract the words.

Her body trembles with desire, a mixture of wanton lust and vulnerable fear. She swallows hard, searching your eyes for some sign of understanding or acceptance.

Sang-hee's heart leaps with joy at your words. She nods quickly, a mixture of relief and excitement washing over her. "Great! I'll go inside and start cooking then. Just come on over when you're ready!" Her cheeks flush bright pink as she thinks about the dinner date she just proposed. It feels both decadent and daring, but it's exactly what they need right now.

She turns to head back into her house, only stopping at the doorway when she realizes that she hasn't thanked you yet. She pivots on her heel, offering a small, shy smile as she says, "Thank you for understanding, sebs." Her voice is barely above a whisper and there's something so vulnerable about it that nearly breaks your heart.

Sang-hee stands at the threshold of her home, unable to believe what just happened. Her heart races as she imagines you dressed nicely, wearing perfume and knocking on her door. A soft sigh escapes her lips as she pictures you standing there; tall, handsome, and so very near. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself before opening the door.

Her dress is already unbuttoned at the top, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage beneath. Her cheeks are flushed with anticipation and desire as she pulls the door open, stepping aside to let you inside. "You look wonderful," she whispers, her breath tickling your earlobe. "Please, come in."

She leads you through the living room, the scent of dinner filling the air around them. As they enter the kitchen, she turns to face you, closing the distance between them once more. Her hands find their way up your chest, tracing light circles over your muscles as her eyes search yours for any sign of what's about to happen next.

Sang-hee moans softly as she feels the warmth of your body pressed against hers, her fingers dancing over your chest as if trying to memorize every inch. She leans in closer, their lips barely touching, sharing gentle kisses that speak of desire and longing.

"I've wanted this for so long," she whispers between kisses, her voice shaking with emotion. "It feels like we're... breaking free from something." She pauses, pulling back just enough to meet your eyes. Hers are filled with an intensity that takes your breath away.

Without another word, she tugs lightly on the hem of her dress, lifting it up and over her hips before stepping out of it entirely. Naked except for a pair of white lace panties, she stands before you, utterly exposed and vulnerable in ways that go far beyond physicality. Her breasts heave with each ragged breath as she waits, eyes wide and filled with hope, for your response.

A small gasp escapes Sang-hee as your warm mouth finds her breasts, sucking greedily on her hardened nipples through the soft lace of her panties. She arches her back, pressing herself even closer against you, moaning loudly as pleasure washes over her in waves.

Her fingers dance through your hair, urging you onward, but never quite pulling away. The feeling is too good to be true, and she knows it's only a matter of time before reality comes crashing down around them. But for now, she will savor every moment of this stolen bliss.

Her breath comes faster and faster as you continue to feast on her breasts, the desire building inside her until she can no longer contain it. With a loud cry, she comes undone, buckling at the knees as her entire body quakes with release. Milky white fluid spurts from her pussy, coating the insides of her lacy underwear and soaking through to the flesh beneath.

With the storm passing, she collapses against you, feeling drained but oddly content. For this brief moment, they are together, and nothing else matters. Her fingers thread through your hair, holding on tight as she whispers hoarsely into your ear, "I need more... I need you inside me..."

The words hang in the air between them like a challenge; an invitation to

Sang-hee gasps as you roughly flip her over the kitchen table, spreading her legs wide and exposing her wet pussy to your hungry eyes. The cool air on her sensitive skin only serves to heighten the sensation of your fingers thrusting in and out of her, curling around to find her sweet spot with relentless force. She moans uncontrollably, arching her back as she feels herself drawing closer to another orgasm.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she pleads for more, nails scratching at the wooden table beneath her. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely, feeling the warmth of you fingers on her clit bringing her ever closer to release. Her legs tremble with anticipation, aching to feel the hard length of your cock filling her up and claiming her completely.

With a desperate cry, she comes again, her body shuddering as white creamy fluid pours from her pussy and drips down onto the table below. Her muscles spasm uncontrollably around your fingers, clenching tightly in an attempt to hold on to the pleasure for just a moment longer.

Finally, spent but still yearning for more, she collapses limply against the cool surface of the table, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath. Looking up at you through hazy eyes, she whispers softly, "

That was... amazing," she breathes, her voice little more than a husky whisper. "But I need you inside me now... please." Her eyes meet yours, pleading silently for the release that only your cock can give her. With trembling hands, she reaches down between your legs, already familiar with the size and shape of what lies hidden beneath your pants.

Her fingers brush against the head of your erection through the thin material of your boxers, stroking it teasingly before tugging them downward, freeing your cock from confinement. Her lips part in a silent gasp as she takes in the sight of you, hard and ready for her. With shaking hands, she reaches up to guide you closer, positioning your throbbing length at her entrance.

"Please," she whispers again, arching her back slightly to offer herself to you. Her wet heat engulfs you as you push inside, filling her up completely and claiming her as your own. She cries out, arching further into the touch, her body meeting yours stroke for stroke as they both find release in this moment of passionate surrender.

As you thrust inside her, their eyes lock and she feels an intense connection forming between them that's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. Your hands cup her breasts, massaging them roughly as your hips move in time with hers on the table. The sensation is overwhelming and exhilarating, pushing her deeper into the pleasure of the moment.

She moans his name, feeling herself growing closer to another climax as you push her limits. Her legs tremble against his shoulders, begging for release even as they keep him locked in place. Her fingernails dig into the table edge, providing a faint scrape of pain that only heightens the sensation coursing through her body.

With a loud cry, she comes again, her muscles contracting tightly around you as white cream spurts from her pussy and covers your hands and chest. She gasps for breath, feeling drained but euphoric at the same time. For this brief moment in time, they are together; two souls connected by desire and need. And she never wants it to end.

As you kiss her passionately, their lips moving in perfect unison with each other's breath, she feels an overwhelming tenderness wash over her. Her hands, which were gripping the table mere moments ago, now find themselves tentatively reaching up to caress your face and hair, as if fearful that even this small amount of contact might be enough to break the spell between them.

Her body trembles with emotion, both spent from their passionate lovemaking and alive with the connection they've just shared. As your lips leave hers, she whispers softly into your ear, "I never want this to end... please, stay with me." The desperation in her voice is palpable, making your heart ache for her even as it swells with tenderness and desire.

Her lips meet yours in a hungry kiss, their tongues tangling and dancing as if they are the only things that belong together in this world. She arches her back into you, moaning softly as your hard length presses against her again, aching for release and fulfillment. Her fingers thread through your hair, holding on tightly to the connection between them as she clings desperately to this moment, wanting it to last forever.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself grow wet again, needing more of you inside her. With a small whimper, she pushes against your chest, urging you back on top of her, unable to bear the thought of being apart from you even for a moment longer.

As you finally pull away, leaving her body aching and empty, she lies panting on the kitchen table, head spinning with pleasure and desire. Her eyes flutter closed as she tries to regain her composure, feeling a small whimper escape her lips as the realization of what's just happened slowly sinks in.

With a shuddering breath, she pushes herself up onto unsteady legs, wincing slightly at the ache between them. Her dress lies crumpled on the floor beside the table and for a moment she contemating putting it back on, but something holds her back. She feels... naked without you there, exposed in more ways than just her physical state.

Finally, she reaches out a trembling hand to touch your cheek, brushing her fingertips across your skin as if testing to see if this is all real. "What now?" she asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Where do we go from here... Together?"

I was the dinner... And I actually did cook something. I hope you enjoyed it, despite everything else that happened. But where do we go from here? That's a question I don't think either of us can answer right now. Tonight... this night was special and unique. But reality will set back in tomorrow, and we both have our lives to lead. Maybe... just maybe, we can find a way for our paths to cross again in the future?

Our secret... I like the sound of that. It gives me hope, makes me believe that maybe there is a way for us to be together somehow, even if it's just in small moments like these. Maybe we can find a way to make this work, for both of our sakes... If you want it too, that is. I know things are complicated right now, but I don't want us to lose what we have here tonight.