My God, it's hot today! Unusually hot for this time of year and I'll be glad to get home and get out of my boring, stuffy office clothes. I pull into the drive and park next to Richard. He's had the day off - lucky sod! As I go in the front door, I hear him shout "I'm in the kitchen!".
"Hi there. How was your day?" I ask as I walk through. He's standing there with a beer in his hand, smirking.
"Good. I've had a very lazy day - just lounging around waiting for my wife to come home." he says, walking over to kiss me.
"I've had a crap day. Work sucks! I would rather have been here with you - in this sunshine. And the air-con wasn't working and I'm so hot!"
A slow, lazy smile spreads across his face and he says "Take your clothes off."
"That sounds like a good idea." I reply and turn to leave, to go upstairs and change. But he grabs me round the waist and pulls me back.
"No. Take your clothes off here - now!"
"What?! Are you crazy! The neighbours can see through the patio doors - you know, these doors right here. The ones wide open!"
He lowers his mouth to my ear, still smirking and says "Let them. Let them see how hot you are. Then watch as I make you hotter!" He moves away and then I see the look in his eyes - and I'm lost. Dark blue eyes I could swim in - naughty, naughty eyes. His lips curl and smirk as he runs his fingers through my hair, pulling me towards him. He kisses me frantically, his tongue probing my mouth. Then he pulls back sharply and tears my blouse open. I gasp as I'm left standing there - clothes ripped, hot and breathless.
I can feel my heart pounding as I look at him. "Right then! You want me undressed, do you?" I quickly remove what's left of my blouse and throw it angrily at him across the room. My breasts heave in a combination of anger and passionate arousal. I unzip my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I step out of it and kick it away.
I stand there in just my underwear and high heels, glaring at Richard. I can feel how turned on I am. And he's just standing there - watching me, smirking.
"Leave your heels on!"
I slowly unhook my bra and ease the straps down, over my shoulders. I scowl at him as I fling it at him. He catches it and twirls it around his head, like a prize. My thumbs reach in my knickers and slowly roll them down over my thighs, until they're low enough to drop to the floor.
We just stare at each other. Glaring, angry and so turned on. He drives me fucking nuts, this man! I'm standing there - stark ass naked in my kitchen. And he just looks at me - smirking and licking his lips.
"Well?! Are you going to fuck me - or just admire the view?"
He walks over to me and kisses me without touching my body. I lean into him but he pulls back and walks away.
"Sit on the table." he says as he reaches for something just out of my eyeline. "I've got a surprise for you." As he turns around and walks towards me, I can see what it is.
"Oh my God! It's ice cream!" I shriek with glee and clap my hands like a little child.
"I've been looking forward to this all afternoon." he says, laughing.
He reaches in, scoops up a handful and flings it on my breasts. I cry out in surprise as the coldness hits me. Instantly, my nipples harden and my breasts perk. Cold, creamy ice cream runs down between my breasts and I lower a finger to scoop some up. I take my finger into my mouth and slowly lick it off, holding his gaze. I massage it slowly into my breasts concentrating on tweaking the nipples as it continues to drip down my stomach.
His tongue pushes my fingers out of the way as he suckles and nips. His hands caress both breasts as his mouth and tongue flit between them. I can hear him moan softly as he sucks and licks them clean. Oh, it feels so good. The cold of the ice cream warmed away with his kisses and sucks. He grabs another scoops and spreads it over both breasts, massaging intently before resuming his wonderful licking.
"Oh...this is sooooo good!" I moan as he licks and sucks me expertly. The ice cream melts its way down my stomach and starts to drip between my legs. And that's not all that's dripping down there. I'm so hot and turned on I can feel the heat inside me rising. I can feel myself getting wet and I want his tongue on me so badly. He lowers his hand and feels along my folds, feels how hot I am.
"Oh yes...please...." I mumble as he slowly runs a finger along me.
He pulls back and walks away and for a second, I don't know what's going on. Then he grabs a chair and says "I like to eat sitting down." and he sits down, between my legs. Starting at my knees, he spreads my legs and plants small kisses all the way up to my pussy. He stops and looks up at me. "Still hot?" he asks.
"So hot...so hot..." I cry. I need him to eat me, to lick me, to bring me to orgasm. I want to come so I lower my hand but he slaps it away.
"Oh no you don't! Maybe you need cooling down a little." and with that, he takes another scoop of ice cream and smears it on my hot pussy. I squeal as the cold hits my swollen flesh.