In the heart of a quaint suburban home, a woman named Isabella, a stunning 35-year-old brunette with dark, seductive eyes and full, luscious lips, adorned with vibrant red lipstick, was preparing a late-night snack. She wore a silk robe that barely hid her curves and revealed her well-groomed, dark, and luxurious pubic hair.
Suddenly, the kitchen door creaked open, and in walked her husband’s best friend, Ethan, a ruggedly handsome 38-year-old man with piercing blue eyes, a chiseled jawline, and a mischievous grin.
“Ethan, what are you doing here so late?” Isabella asked, trying to mask her surprise and intrigue.
“I couldn’t sleep, and I saw the light on in here,” Ethan replied, his gaze lingering on Isabella’s robe. “Mind if I join you?”
Isabella hesitated for a moment but then nodded, her curiosity getting the better of her. Ethan sat down at the kitchen table, and Isabella continued to prepare their snack.
As she moved around the kitchen, Ethan couldn’t help but notice the way Isabella’s robe clung to her body, revealing her every curve. He felt a stirring in his loins, and he knew he wanted her.
“Isabella, I have to tell you something,” Ethan said, his voice low and intense.
Isabella turned to face him, her heart pounding in her chest.
“What is it, Ethan?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I’ve always found you incredibly attractive,” Ethan confessed, his gaze locked onto Isabella’s. “And I can’t keep my feelings hidden any longer.”
Isabella was taken aback but also flattered. She had always found Ethan to be handsome, but she had never considered him in a romantic way. Until now.
Without a word, Isabella closed the distance between them and pressed her lips to Ethan’s. He responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to tangle in her hair.
Their kiss quickly became heated, and soon, they were ripping each other’s clothes off. Ethan’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, and she moaned as he cupped her breasts and teased her nipples.
Ethan then moved down, kissing and licking Isabella’s neck, ear lobes, and stomach before settling between her legs. He parted her thighs and began to lick and suck on her clit, making Isabella gasp and moan with pleasure.
As Ethan continued to pleasure Isabella with his mouth, she reached down and began to stroke his cock. He was hard and throbbing, and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her.
When Isabella was good and wet, Ethan moved up and entered her. She moaned as he filled her, and they began to move together. The kitchen was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing, moans, and the slapping of skin against skin.
They tried different positions, starting with missionary, then switching to doggy style, and then back to missionary. Isabella begged Ethan to go harder and faster, and he happily obliged.
Finally, Ethan couldn’t hold back any longer, and with one last thrust, he came inside Isabella. She moaned as she felt him fill her, and then they collapsed onto the kitchen floor, spent and satisfied.
As they lay there, catching their breath, Isabella couldn’t help but feel guilty about what they had just done. But at the same time, she couldn’t deny the intense pleasure Ethan had given her, and she knew she wanted to do it again.
The end.
