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Cookery lessons
I was just leaving the shop, my hands full of bags when she texted, alerting me to the fact she had finished work early and was already home. I’d picked up everything I needed for dinner and was heading home myself, my plan had to been to cook in peace and quiet before she came home. That plan out of the window, another rapidly formed in my mind, prompting me to reply to her text.
“Be home in 15, got stuff for dinner, slip into your best underwear and nothing else and wait in the kitchen”
With that I turned my phone off, I didn’t need a reply and I knew she’d obey, we’d been playing this game for a while now.
Turning my key in the front door, pushing it open, I my senses were assailed, the scent of her perfume hung in the air, her coat, hastily dropped on the stairs, music drifting from the kitchen. Pushing open the kitchen door with my foot, there she was stood there waiting for me, her beautiful breasts encased in satin and lace, blue and black emphasising her natural curves, matching knickers, cut high shows off her shapely legs, beautifully highlighted in black güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri hold ups, topped with delicate lace at the tops of her thighs. She’d left her heels on, the angle produced enhancing the length and tone of her beautiful legs. Her dark hair simply done, subtle, elegant make up all finished with a simple understated necklace, quite simply she looked stunning. I accept the glass of wine offered to me, pausing to take a long drink before lowering my head to meet hers, kissing her softly, my free hand tracing the outline of her knickers across her firm buttocks.
I hand her the bags with instructions to unpack, as it move silently around the kitchen, grabbing the pots, pans, spoons etc required for fixing dinner.
She wasn’t a bad cook,far from it, but she’d never cooked for me before, I was about to change that.
“You’re cooking tea, I’m going to sit here, drink my wine and guide you, pay attention or you’ll be eating standing up”
A wide grin passed her lips as she nodded her agreement and reached for the apron.
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I wanted to see her, watch her, admire her beauty as she worked. Starting with the basics I had her peeling and chopping, her moans of complaint at such menial tasks answered by my large hand descending on her behind, large hand prints in red left behind, leaving her in little doubt as to who was boss.
As she stood stirring away I couldn’t resist, as I slip my arms around her, kissing her neck, cupping her breasts in my hands, gently pinching and teasing her nipples through the flimsy fabric, as I go to dip a finger in the pan and try the sauce she slaps my hand away, like I’m some kind of naughty c***d, this will never do. One hand gripping her hair, the other flipping off the gas I pull her towards the table, bending her over it, pushing her feet apart with my foot, until her legs are spread and she’s totally exposed.
Grabbing the nearest thing, I land smack after smack with the wooden spoon on her upturned backside,pausing only briefly to yank her knickers canlı bahis şirketleri down I continue spanking on her bare bottom, her Lilly White flesh now a shade of dark crimson. Helping her to stand I pocket her knickers and direct her to return to her cooking.
As she closes the oven door, dinner all complete apart from the cooking ,she turns to me with a look of defiant pride,,stood there, flour smudged on her nose, minus her knickers, flushed yet happy, she’s never looked sexier to me before, without a word I take her hand and lead her upstairs to the bedroom, pushing her down on the crisp,fresh sheets I pull her into positions till she resembles a starfish. Lowering my head between her damp thighs, I allow my tongue to stroll carelessly across her clitoris, between her labia, opening her up, tasting the sweet, salty taste of her as if for the very first time.
Wordlessly I flip her onto her front, climbing onto the bed behind her, one hand in the centre of her back, holding her still I slowly ease my cock into the willing,wanton wetness of her cunt, slipping on easily I build momentum, and speed, each time pushing myself firer and further into her, hand around her throat, cutting her sir supply as I fuck, driving into her with force,determined to bruise the outside of her as much as the inside, finally I climax inside her, my cock twitching each time as I slowly fill her with my cum.
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