Deleted Member Posted January 2, 2021 Posted January 2, 2021 She sensed his presence in the kitchen before she heard him rustling around the counter top looking for something. Smiling to herself she continued washing the dishes, wishing she had remembered to put on the marigolds to protect her hands. As she gazed out of the window her thoughts drifted lazily through her mind until she felt her long blond hair being moved to the side at the back of her neck. “Hey beautiful” he whispered into her ear before gently kissing her neck and wrapping his arms around her. “Hey handsome” she replied as she leaned back into him. Moments like these, she thought happily to herself, these were the moments when she felt special and she adored them. He held her close, much longer than usual - not that she would ever complain about that - but something was different this time. He kissed her neck again, lingering as his hand slid under her top. The second his hand touched her bare skin all of her senses heightened and she stifled a moan as his fingers lightly traced over the black lace of her bra before expertly sliding inside. Her mind was racing ... this never usually happened when she was washing the dishes ... and she was damn sure that she didn’t want him to stop. Through pure anticipation her nipples were already hard so when he used both hands to free her breasts she couldn’t stop the soft moans from her lips. The way her touched her sent delicious sensations throughout her body. Her hands were still wet so she grabbed hold of the edge of the sink to steady herself, arching her back and pushing herself backwards into him. She could feel the familiar bulge pressing into her ass and she wanted him. Badly. Right now. His hands quickly moved to undo the button and zip of her jeans and she stepped out of them. She was pleased that she had worn matching black lace knickers and as he traced his fingers over the lace she held her breath, aware of how much her pussy was pulsating and aching for him. Slowly and deliberately he continued to trace his fingers over her ass and along the bottom of her butt cheeks. Each time his thumbs were almost meeting in the middle and they were so agonisingly close to her pussy. She was dizzy and breathless. She heard him undo his own jeans and felt the length of his cock press against the lace of her underwear as his hand slipped around to her front. He slid his middle and ring finger underneath the lace material and stroked her clit before sinking his fingers into her wet pussy. This was becoming unbearable she thought as jolts of pure lust coursed through her body. He kissed her neck again before stopping. Please don’t stop, she thought, not now ... He started to pull her knickers down, just below the cheeks of her arse and she felt the warmth of his hardened cock press against her pussy. He eased himself back and forth, slowly at first until he was almost inside her and then harder, faster but never penetrating. He quickly found her clit but this time keeping the lace of her knickers between his fingers and her bare skin. Her legs started to shake as the intense pleasure took over. She could hear his moans which turned her on so much ... “Fuck me” she murmured but he didn’t hear her. She tried again to get the words out but louder this time. Looking up to him over her shoulder she panted “Fuck me, I want to feel you inside me”. He smiled at her before saying “Later, later I will”. She was confused, what ... why are we doing this now, she wondered. He leaned down and whispered in her ear “Right now I have a different gift for you” and he grabbed her hips and thrust in and out before his hot wet cum exploded into her knickers. He pulled her knickers up and cupped his hand around her pussy rubbing his cum into her. “There’s your gift. I want you to keep that in your knickers to remind you of me today.” He pulled his jeans up and then wrapped his arms around her once more in a loving embrace. Again he kissed her gently on her neck before saying “you’ve got dishes to finish” and he disappeared out of the kitchen! She composed herself and carried on washing the dishes. This time her thoughts were drifting in another direction. What was going to happen “later”. She could hardly wait to find out ...
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