So let's just start with something boring. You're at home washing up after dinner/tea. It's dark outside, but not black. So when the kitchen lights turn off, you're a bit annoyed! But then you feel me moving up to you. My arms go round your waist, and my lips find your neck, and I know just what the reaction will be as you melt into my kiss.

One of my hands reaches up to move your hair away from your shoulders, so I can better gently kiss my way around you. The benefit of you wearing that flowery red dress is that it's got just straps, so I can kiss a lot of skin, oh and I love kissing your skin, and gently rubbing my stubble against you: smooth and coarse, hot and cold, gentle and rough. How the opposites work together.

You're still holding the bowl you were washing, so I tell you to put it down, close your eyes, and concentrate. Using my foot, I push your feet apart so your legs are a touch wider, but I've forgotten something. You'll need your knickers off, so I ask in my low voice for you to remove them and give them to me. You readily obey, but why wouldn't you?

I love knowing you're my woman, my lovely Emma, and yes, I love your submissive side, knowing that I can take you should I choose to, and I will, at some point.

'Push yourself against me, my love,' and you do, feeling my growing hardness against your scrumptious ass. (Just so you know, I'm hard just thinking about it!) We still haven't moved from the sink. You're still looking out over the garden and the other lights of homes. I'm pretty sure no one will see, or care that I'm kissing your neck, and no one will see what's next.

'Stay just where you are. I am going to enjoy this, and with that, I cup your boobs, find your nipples, and pinch them! Then I kiss down your back, slowly lifting your dress up, and using my legs to part your thighs. I kiss your ass and slide between your legs so my head is between you and the sink, but still under your dress. In fact, just the right height for me to place my mouth right over your delicious pussy.

Don't worry, I'm going to take my time! I like the fact you'll be slightly out of your comfort zone, being on show in a way, and you'll have to control your emotions too. Collapsing in a heap as I tease your clit won't do any good. What if the neighbours see!? And that's exactly what I do.

Gently, very slowly, I tease your slick pussy, flicking my tongue over your little hard clit. And I just repeat this again, and again, and again. I need you to get really hot, really wet. I want you to fucking need my tongue to give you your orgasm. I say to you, 'In fact, my love, I need you to beg me. Because the first time you said 'don't stop,' you didn't say please. So this time, it's please Sir, and if you get it wrong, I'll not be happy. And you want me to be happy, don't you?' You nod your agreement, the sparkle in your eyes showing you're enjoying this.

But unfortunately, you get it wrong, and as you're getting close again, you say, 'Oh god, please...'

I move from under your dress, stand behind you and with a hand on your chin move your head. I look you in the eyes and tell you 'that was wrong love' and then kiss you hard! You can taste yourself on my lips, which I know turns you on, which also turns me on in a funny reciprocating way.. As I'm kissing you, my fingers slide inside you, rubbing your walls trying to find your G-spot. I tell you to rub your clit. Your punishment is you have to bring yourself off, rather than my tongue.

'Tell me when you're going to cum my love,' and it's not long before my fingers and your touch bring you to the brink. 'Please Sir, I'm going to cum.'

Mmmm, good girl, I'm glad you told me, and as I feel you start to quiver, I spank you hard (not too hard, but not a tickle) and again, you have pleasure mixed with a tingle of pain! But I would rather not end it like that. I would prefer to end with my woman collapsing against me after I've fucked her into submission.

'Hitch your dress up again, Miss Delicious, and now I need you,' I whisper in your ear.

And with that, you feel the head of my cock slide between your thighs and start to part your wet lips. I hold it there, and tell you to push yourself back on me, to fill yourself with my hardness, and to join us as one. 'I love you' and then I hold my hands over yours, holding the worktop and take you, with the desire I always have burning inside me, hard, pulling myself into you, both fucking you and making love to you at the same time, biting your neck and kissing your shoulders, bringing us both closer and closer to our orgasm. God, I love you!

This time, it doesn't take me long to get close. I'm too turned on by what's happened to hold on longer, but it's enough. My cock is deep enough inside you to rub against the depth of your pussy, and you rocking your hips against me, feeling my balls against your ass, also tips you over the edge again. Your moan of lust is easily enough for me to swear at you in our familiar way, and fill you up with my cum.

We stay like that for a few minutes, my cock still inside you, my arms around you, our love around us. And then you pull away from me, sink to your knees and clean my cock off with your lips, making me shake with pleasure, before rising up, and I get to kiss you hard again. Then you turn, take my hands, and tell me to follow you upstairs. 'Please come with me, Sir.'

Mmmm, my naughty sweet woman! I adore you!!!