Karl trudged through the front door, his briefcase heavy in his hand and his shoulders slumped from a long day at the office. The scent of something delicious wafted through the air, and he could hear soft music playing from the kitchen. He kicked off his shoes, leaving them haphazardly by the door, and made his way towards the sound.
Valerie was in the kitchen, her back to him as she stirred something on the stove. The sight of her made his breath catch in his throat. She was wearing a white halter top sun dress that clung to her curves, the full skirt billowing around her like a cloud. The dress was puffed up by a stiff white petticoat, giving her an almost ethereal appearance. Her long, toned legs were encased in white thigh-high stockings, and she was wearing very high heels that made her ass look incredible.
"Hey, babe," Karl said, his voice husky as he took in the sight of her.
Valerie turned to him, a smile playing on her lips. "Hey, yourself," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "How was your day?"
Karl groaned, running a hand through his hair. "Long. Tiring. I'm glad to be home."
Valerie stirred the pot, her hips swaying slightly. "I bet you are," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I've been thinking about you all day."
Karl raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "Oh, yeah?" he said, stepping closer to her. "And what exactly have you been thinking about?"
Valerie turned to face him, her eyes locked on his. "I've been thinking about how much I want you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've been thinking about how much I want to feel your hands on me, your mouth on me, your cock inside me."
Karl's breath hitched, and he felt his dick twitch in his pants. "Fuck, Valerie," he said, his voice rough with desire. "You're killing me here."
Valerie smiled, her eyes never leaving his. "I'm not wearing a bra," she said, her voice low and seductive. "Or any underwear."
Karl's eyes widened, and he felt his cock harden in his pants. "Fuck, Valerie," he said again, his voice hoarse. "You're so fucking sexy."
Valerie turned back to the stove, her hips swaying seductively. "I thought you might like that," she said, her voice teasing. "I thought you might like to know that I'm completely bare under this dress."
Karl groaned, his cock straining against his pants. He stepped up behind her, his hands sliding around her waist. "You're so fucking bad," he said, his voice low and rough.
Valerie leaned back against him, her ass pressing against his cock. "I know," she said, her voice breathy. "But you love it."
Karl's hands slid up her sides, his fingers brushing against the bare skin of her stomach. "Fuck, Valerie," he said, his voice hoarse. "I need to taste you."
Valerie turned to face him, her eyes dark with desire. "Then taste me," she said, her voice low and sultry. "Taste me, Karl. Fuck me."
Karl growled, his hands sliding up her sides to cup her breasts. He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a fierce kiss. Valerie moaned, her hands sliding up his chest to tangle in his hair.
Karl's hands slid down her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips before sliding up under her dress. He groaned as his fingers found her bare pussy, already wet and ready for him. He slid a finger inside her, his thumb circling her clit.
Valerie moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. "Fuck, Karl," she said, her voice breathy. "That feels so good."
Karl growled, his fingers working her pussy as his mouth trailed kisses down her neck. He slid another finger inside her, his thumb continuing to circle her clit. Valerie's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against his hand.
Karl's cock was straining against his pants, and he knew he couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, his hands sliding up to cup her ass. He lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her out of the kitchen.
Valerie gasped, her arms wrapping around his neck. "Karl," she said, her voice breathy. "What are you doing?"
Karl growled, his mouth capturing hers in a fierce kiss. "I'm going to fuck you," he said, his voice rough. "Right here, right now."
Valerie moaned, her hips bucking against him. "Yes," she said, her voice breathy. "Fuck me, Karl. Fuck me hard."
Karl carried her into the living room, his mouth never leaving hers. He laid her down on the floor, her dress billowing around her like a cloud. He quickly shed his clothes, his cock hard and ready.
Valerie's eyes were dark with desire as she looked up at him. "Fuck me, Karl," she said, her voice low and sultry. "Fuck me hard."
Karl growled, his hands sliding up her thighs to part her legs. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock sliding easily inside her. Valerie moaned, her hips bucking against him.
Karl began to move, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy as Valerie's moans grew louder.