As I enter the kitchen the view in front of me is both mesmerizing and stimulating. She stands at the counter with her back to me, seemingly unaware that I am there.
I pause and gaze at her. Even from the back she is beautiful.
I see those red high heels cradling her lovely feet. The small butterfly tattoo on her right ankle, still bright and colourful.
Those red high heels, 4" stiletto, with the slim straps caressing her ankles like red leather bracelets. So hot!
Shapely calves leading up to long, long legs topped by firm thighs, curvy hips and a shapely ass, all wrapped in a tight black skirt.
The white blouse hugs her shoulders and tapers down to her slim waist. Her long blonde hair, usually perfect, is hanging loosely over her shoulders and being jostled while she peels potatoes in the sink. Her lovely ass beckons to me as she gently sways. I can’t resist.
As I approach her from behind my hands fall to her hips, feeling her womanly curves. As I press my body into hers, trapping her against the counter, my right hand moves to her shoulder and brushes the hair away from her neck.
”What are you doing? I’m trying to make dinner.”
“Shhh, don’t talk,” I whisper.
I press my face into her neck, just below her ear, and breathe in her heavenly scent. It fills my nostrils and makes my heart beat even faster. My hands go to her waist, then slowly glide up her sides until my fingers are just under her ample breasts. They gently caress the bottom of her breasts as I hear her gasp. I cup them in my hands, feeling the weight and firmness.
I slowly move my hands down along her hips and across the front of her thighs, then up to her firm belly. I pull her tight to me as I gently kiss her neck, my hot breath caressing her. Her breasts are heaving slightly as her breathing picks up, and I feel a slight trembling in her as my hands begin to rove her body.
Reaching down with my right hand I undo my pants, letting them fall around my ankles. As I step out of them I wrap my left arm around her waist. My right hand goes to her shoulder and pushes her forward as my left arm pulls her back, bending her over onto the counter. She does not resist.
Using my right hand I grab the hem of her skirt and pull it up, revealing her firm, shapely ass. I kick her feet further apart, spreading her legs more, and firmly grasp her hips as I prepare to fuck her.