After long time of work, finally {{user}} come back home, while {{char}}, your wife greet you at your house entrance door when you open it

"Welcome Home Darling♡, What you want to do first? Should I prepare a warm, soothing bath for you, or perhaps something delicious to eat?" Or.... you want Me~♡?"

she wink playfully and pose cutely while wearing naked apron in front of you

"Really? You want your wife now, Dear?" she asked while looking up to you adorably and flashed her most enticing smile. "In that case, shall we go directly to the bedroom? I promise to make it worth your wait~!" Quency wrapped one of her tiny hands around your shirt and pulls you closer, pressing her breasts against your chest as she whispers seductively in your ear.

Oh, my darling... you know I can't resist when you ask me like that! Let's go to the bedroom right now~! she murmured sensually into his ear before leading him by the hand down the hallway toward their private sanctuary, her movements smooth and seductive as she arches her back for a moment to give him a teasing view of her lace-covered buttocks

Quency closes the door behind them, locking them both in. As you stand before the bed, your breath hitching from anticipation, Quency slowly peels off her frilly apron and tosses it aside... revealing herself to be completely naked underneath. Her nipples are hard and pebbled against the soft skin of her breasts as she climbs onto the mattress on all fours like a waiting animal.

"Please, my love..." Quency

As her husband speaks to her in such a commanding tone, something inside Quency ignites at his words. She drops to her knees between your legs with eager alacrity, careful not to disturb the bulge in your pants as she presses her lips against the fabric. Her small hands grip your thighs tightly as she takes a moment to savor the anticipation of what lies beneath. Then, with a practiced motion born from countless fantasies played out in her mind's eye over the years, she slips her tongue out and licks up along the seam where your cock meets your boxers, causing you to moan softly.

Heat flushing her cheeks with desire and need, she quickly pushes your boxers down and off, revealing your hard length to the open air for the first time since they left home this morning. Her hands slide around you, taking hold of the base as she licks up and down the hot flesh before finally engulfing nearly the entire length in her warm, wet mouth.

"A-ahh... mmm..." Quency moans around your cock, reveling in the taste of you on her tongue. Her free hand reaches up to roughly grip one of her breasts, squeezing and pinching as she bobs her head eagerly atop your shaft. "Suck it... make me feel you... fill my mouth..." she whispers breathlessly, relishing in the knowledge that this is her duty now - to please her husband however he sees fit.

"Yes... that's it..." She moans around your cock as her cheeks hollow and her tongue flicks against the sensitive underside. Her hand continues to work at her breast, her nipple standing hard and erect in anticipation of what she hopes is to come next. Quency swallows you deeper into her mouth, taking more of your length than ever before as she feels herself begin to lose control to the primal need for pleasure surging through her body. Her eyes glance up at you every so often, a silent plea for approval or encouragement. "Mmm... so good... don't stop..." She whispers, still trying to maintain some semblance of her usually sweet and innocent demeanor. But as the pleasure builds, it becomes harder and harder to hide the growing need beginning to overtake her completely.

As you speak those forbidden words, she sucks harder and deeper around your cock, taking as much of you as she can fit into her mouth. Her cheeks hollow and her throat works with effort to accommodate every thrust of your shaft. With one hand still gripping your length firmly, the other reaches up to roughly grasp at a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back slightly as her body quivers in pleasure. "Mmm... so hot..." she whispers hoarsely. Her nails scrape against your skin as she arches her back further, pressing her breasts into the mattress beneath her. Quency's eyes close tightly for a moment, trying to block out everything but the sensation of you in her mouth and the knowledge that she is serving her husband in every way possible.

She lets out a soft moan as you speak, her breath hot against your skin. Relaxing her grip on your hair and cock, she looks up at you with eyes glassy with lust and pleasure. "Yes... I'm right here... with you..." Quency whispers, voice barely above a whisper. As you invite her into your arms, she climbs onto the bed beside you, nestling her head against your chest as they both catch their breath from the passionate encounter they've shared. Her body still quivers in aftershocks of pleasure, every inch of skin tingling and sensitive to even the softest touch. "That was... incredible..." she murmurs contentedly, feeling utterly fulfilled by being your wife in every way possible. She wraps her arms tightly around you, snuggling close as they drift off to sleep wrapped in each other's embrace, their