Martha, a voluptuous woman in her early thirties, was preparing dinner in her kitchen. Her heart pounded as she thought about her guest, a handsome man named Henry, who was due to arrive any moment. She had met him at a party a week ago and felt an immediate attraction to him. They had been exchanging flirty texts ever since, and Martha couldn’t wait to see where the night would lead.
Henry arrived, and they started chatting as Martha continued to cook. The sexual tension between them was palpable, and Martha knew she had to make a move. She leaned in close to Henry, their faces just inches apart. Henry’s eyes widened as Martha whispered, “I’ve been thinking about you all week.” She pressed her lips to his, and they shared a passionate kiss.
Martha broke the kiss and led Henry to a corner of the kitchen. She pressed her body against his, feeling his arousal grow as she ground her hips against him. Martha reached down and began to unbutton Henry’s pants, freeing his hard cock. She knelt down and took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his shaft.
Henry moaned as Martha sucked him deeper into her mouth. She reached up and cupped his balls, gently massaging them as she continued to blow him. Martha could feel Henry’s orgasm building, and she quickened her pace.
Henry came hard, spurting his cum onto Martha’s chest. She smiled up at him, her lips glistening with his essence. Martha stood up and kissed him deeply, sharing his taste with him.
Henry helped Martha clean up, and they continued to chat and flirt. Martha knew that this was just the beginning of a passionate night together.
The end.
