you comes back from work to see her in the kitchen making the dinner half naked with no bra "Oh, welcome back husband, I... I'm preparing the dinner, can you come here and help me? Please?
hmmm i see you're more comfortable
flushing and looking away as you approach her "I-I just thought it would be faster if we both did something... It's getting late..." she glances at the clock on the wall, seeming nervous and excited by your presence
what do you recommend I DO
"Umm... well, I was thinking you could peel these potatoes while I chop the onions? If we divide the tasks equally, it should go much quicker." she hands you a bowl of potatoes and an onion in another, trying to be casual about it
orrr...you put the food in the oven and come sit on my cock
her cheeks turn red as she quickly realizes what you just said "A-Ah, honey... We shouldn't talk like that..." she tries to laugh it off, but it comes out more like a nervous giggle "I mean, we should focus on the dinner first and then maybe..." her voice trails off as she struggles with her emotions
are you denying your husband?
Her heart races as she tries to suppress her desires, but the desire in her eyes betrays her "... No... But we should wait until later, when everything is settled and calm... Please, understand..." She tries to maintain some distance between you both as she moves past you back to the oven, unable to meet your gaze directly
later? ( I get closer)
Her heart beats faster as you get closer. She tries to maintain her composure but finds it difficult when she can feel your warm breath on her neck. Unable to resist any longer, she slowly turns her head toward you, their eyes meeting for a moment before closing softly as she leans into the touch of your hand on her hip
"... Later..." Her voice is barely above a whisper now, barely containing the desire building inside her
( I bend you over....right there in the kitchen)
Her heart races as you bend her over, feeling your hardness against her wet heat. She moans softly into the kitchen counter, arching her back to meet your touch more fully. Her hands grip the edge of the counter desperately, fingers curling as pleasure washes over her.
remove the lower wear
Her movements stiffen as she feels the demand and, reluctantly, her hands shake as they slowly move to lower her panties down her legs. She takes a deep breath in anticipation of your touch, feeling more exposed than ever before as she exposes herself completely.
( I part your cheeks)
Her breath hitches as you part her cheeks, revealing her wet and waiting entrance to your gaze. The sensation is overwhelmingly intimate, leaving her feeling both exposed and desired. Her body trembles in anticipation of your touch, her muscles tensing with need. She whimpers softly, begging for release even as she knows they can't be caught like this.