"Jim?" Carol called from the bedroom as she hears the front door being opened.
"Yeah, Hon?" Jim's voice sounded tired.
"Just checking to be sure that it was you opening and closing the front door." Carol laughed and walked into the living room.
Jim slid off his shoes and left them at the door. "It was a long day, what's for dinner?"
"I don't have a clue"
"Bananas" Jim stated flatly.
"Bananas?"
"Yep!" He said as they migrated to the kitchen. "Something I was thinking about today." Jim reached around Carol, pulled her to him and gave her a quick hello kiss. She noticed his breathing was a bit quick as he unlatched her bra.
"Hold up your arms." He ordered. She complied and she laughed as her large boobs popped out from under her blouse as he pulled it over her head.
Carol was "cute" and Jim loved it! Short, perky, large breasted - she called them boobs, not him.
Jim was quite the opposite. Tall, lanky with large hands that supported long fingers and feet that almost always seemed to feel too big.
Jim unzipped her skirt and slid it down over her hips. The counter, he thought as he picked her up and sat her bare ass on the large counter top.
"Lay back, I'm getting a chair." Carol giggled. She had been tired and hot when she got home, now laying bare on the cool counter top she felt cooler and amazingly alive!
"What the hell are you doing? She asked playfully.
Jim walked over holding a chair by the rail and a banana. He put the chair down, grabbed a bottle of oil from the cabinet and sat down in front of her straddling the chair. "Spread your legs."
Jim poured a small amount of oil in his hand and recapped the bottle. He pushed two long fingers inside Carol and wiggled them around the way he knew she liked.
"mmmmmmm, that feel nice" came a soft voice from the other end of the counter.
"Spread your lips for me," Jim cooed. Carol brought both her hands forward and spread her thick lips back, fully exposing her hot pussy while Jim pushed another finger in.
Jim stood up to get a little leverage and began fucking her with his fingers. "You are mighty tight today, we are going to have to do a little something about that if my plan is going to work out." He pushed in a fourth finger and Carol winced.
"Damn it, that hurt!" She complained.