We were at the breakfast table, I enjoyed the sight of Roxanne, eagerly digging into a stack of pancakes. I love a woman who has hearty appetites, for food, and for hot sex.
"These are so good, you make the best pancakes I've ever tasted. How do you make them so delicious?"
"My mother showed me how. She would never be caught dead using some ready-to-make pancake mix. She showed me how to use the right amounts of flour, eggs, and milk, to whip them up so there would be no lumpy batter, how hot the griddle needed to be, and timing it exactly to a nice golden brown."
"You learned well Dennis. Not just a fantastic lover, he knows how to cook!"
Roxanne giggled a pleasant happy sound. I had missed that, being in a marriage that was nothing more than cold civility.
Roxanne said softly, "Well, I have today off so I'm going to go shopping for some things I think you'll like."
"And I have to go into work today, but I booked off the rest of the days that we'll have, so we can be together."
"Ummm, I like that," Roxanne purred. "Until later my lover man."
She stood up and cooed, "Come kiss me sugar."
Our mouths melded, tongues coming out to play in a passion-filled swirl, I could hear her moan in pleasure as our kiss deepened. I felt her hand reach down, gently groping my cock through my trousers.
She pulled her head back and gave me a grin as my cock responded accordingly.
"Oh yes, such a handsome, virile man. You're MY man, and I have hot, sexy plans for that hard, horny bulge tonight. I want your cock to get all the loving you've had to go without. Until then lover."
She turned and walked towards the door. She gave her hips some sexy wiggles, her ass shimmied nicely under her dress. At the door, she turned, gave me a big smile, and left.
At work, I was glad it was a slow day, trying to concentrate on anything of an urgent nature was impossible. My cock was eager, and it was up and down like a crane. My mind wondered what sexy things she was buying.
I had decided to do something for her, that I thought she'd like. Since she was bare and waxed, I decided to join her in that spirit. The fact that she had taken my balls into her hot mouth also gave me an extra incentive as I wanted that incredible sensation again. There was a salon just a few blocks from where I worked that offered a Male Brazilian, I had a feeling that she would appreciate having that damn hair out of the way.
I was somewhat nervous, but they knew what they were doing, and there was very little pain, mostly a tugging sensation when it was removed. They were really thorough, all of it, including my balls, the taint, and the crack of my butt was hair-free. I was amazed at the sensation, I hadn't been so hairless for many years, and I was looking forward to Roxanne's reaction when she saw me up close.
Just before I left, she called me up.
"How's my lover man?"
"Hard and eager."
"Ummm, that's just what I wanted to hear. Come home sugar, I'll have dinner cooking when you get here."
When I entered the kitchen after getting home, I enjoyed the sight. I saw Roxanne from behind, she was at the stovetop, stirring a sauce. She was wearing an apron and nothing else. Such a glorious sight, her glorious backside was almost completely naked to my gaze. The back of the apron consisted of three slender ribbons, one was around her waist, tied in a neat bow, another ran around just below her shoulder blades, also tied in a neat bow, the top ribbon was around her neck, also tied in a neat bow.
Roxanne heard me, she turned to face him, her succulent melons shoving out the front of the apron, the lap part just barely covering her smooth mound.
"I thought you'd like dinner with a view, my lover man," Roxanne purred. She saw my suit trousers starting the bulge, she giggled, "Ummm, and I can see you like it already! Why don't you go upstairs, and slip into something more comfortable? Work time is over, we have our nighttime playtime to concentrate on."
I raced upstairs, yanked my clothes off, and put on my terrycloth robe. I didn't want to waste any more time than was necessary, not with that view of Roxanne's hot body.
Back downstairs, I couldn't take my eyes off Roxanne's sexy, naked backside as she worked at the stove. With that kind of visual stimulus, the view of her naked rump moving so nicely as she worked, my cock was back up to a stiff, eager hard-on.
She turned from the stove, plates in hand, smiling. I wanted to flip up that apron and lick at her sweet pussy until she gushed all over my face.
"Enjoy Dennis, I'll be just a moment."
When she reappeared, she had changed from her apron to a sexy powder blue peignoir, two lacy straps held it up, leaving most of her upper body bare, letting her breasts push out the front, while the sheer, see-thru nature was very stimulating.
I feasted my eyes, as well as my stomach. The sight of Roxanne, clad in such sexy attire for my viewing pleasure, kept my cock board stiff.
When our plates were empty, Roxanne purred, "Now for dessert."
I watched, entranced, Roxanne, climbing onto the table, and positioning herself right in front of me. She placed her feet on the tops of my thighs, I watched as she grasped the peignoir and pulled it up. She inched the peignoir just above her waist, then she pulled her legs back and up, spreading her thighs for my gaze. Her smooth, bare pussy, the pink lips swollen with excitement, wet with her juices, the scent of her in full heat, made my mind whirl. I watched as she trailed her fingers down to her lips, spreading her pussy lips open, displaying the wet, hot pink pocket to my gaze.
Roxanne's voice was a husky growl of desire, "Here's your dessert sugar, I made it so hot and juicy, just for you. Oh god, I'm so hot, eat me, lover!"
I scooted my chair up, I just had to bend forward a little, until my mouth touched Roxanne's pink velvet. I slipped my tongue between the part of her labial lips and stuffed it in as far as I could extend. Roxanne cried out with pleasure, I watched as her hands slipped under her peignoir, tugging and pulling on her stiff nipples.
"Ohhh yes, lover, go crazy on my cunt, eat me alive!"
I gave her the best pussy licking I could, making her moan and growl with pleasure was well worth the earning.
"Ohhh God, you lick my cunt so well, keep going lover, make me cum!"
I slid a finger into her, letting the gushing juices get it slippery wet, then I slid my finger out, down the channel of juices, and I nudged my finger right against her tight butthole, and drove it in.
"Fuck, fuck, FUUUCCCCKKKK!"
Roxanne's pussy exploded with a rush of juices, her shrieks of pleasure filled the kitchen as I gently finger banged her tight ass, her pussy quivering wildly against my tongue, staying with her to the last spasm, until she slumped down, gasping.
"Oh my god, when you started to finger my asshole, it made me crazy. When I take a morning shower, I always masturbate. I was curious one day, and I started to stroke my asshole while I was doing my clit. I came like crazy, and I was hooked. After that first time, every time I enjoy a shower stroking, I masturbated with a soapy finger jammed up my ass, reaming my tight butt hole, while my other hand strummed my throbbing clit, until I had to keep from screaming with pleasure as I exploded. Mmmm, I just love making myself so clean, everywhere!"
She giggled, climbed off the table, and purred, "Take me to bed lover."
In the bedroom, she showed me what she had bought. A set of leather cuffs, a sleeping mask, a ball gag, and a jeweled butt plug. She blushed a bright pink as she laid them out before me.
"I have some fantasies I want to live out. You are the only man I could trust to accept this in the spirit of which I am offering."
She gave me a nervous smile and continued, "Do you think I am some kind of pervert?"
