I bake bread most Tuesdays, and today I could barely think through my steps as Claire texted me and said she was stopping by to visit me in the kitchen after her yoga class. I had put on a short flowery dress--and no bra no panties--not that my husband would ever notice--and had on an apron over that when I saw Claire coming toward our back door dressed in tight workout things. I felt flushed opening the door and for the very time, Claire stepped into my little world of baking and cooking.
She smiled looking around seeing the floured table and the twin bowls of covered rising dough and of course, me looking nervous and excited. "Marie! I am so glad you invited me to stop by!" Claire said loudly and looked around. I realized she was trying to see how alone we were.
I said "Oh don't worry, he is upstairs and there's no chance he will bother us--as long as food comes out of the kitchen that's his interest in it." Claire nodded and winked at me making my heart flutter!!
I still cannot believe that this young fit woman has become so taken with me, decades older and only learning to let myself explore these new feelings and sexual awakenings Claire has brought to life inside me!
I know I was staring at her and how her slim fit body looked in that yoga outfit, so different than my mature curviness. She giggled at me going tongue tied and staring. So I just started talking "I can show you what I will be doing next with the bread, or I can..." Claire smiled again and said "Marie, are you nervous? You did not seem nervous at all at my house the other day." I blushed again and looked down. This is all so new to me! And being, desired again, has continued to make my head simply swim!
She saw me looking down and reached out and slid her nails up my bare arm. "Marie, why are you looking down there? You don't think I would walk into your house waving a giant strap-on cock around my hips do you?" My eyes came up! "Oh no, that's not what...why...you know."
Claire smiled. She swung the small workout bag she had over one pretty shoulder to her hands. I saw it had a drink bottle and a damp cloth and a flap pocket that she moved her fingers in and brought out a big round very bright piece of what looked like candy. "Speaking of baking, open your mouth Marie. Now."
I went still with shock. I am still getting used to Claire talking to me in such a strong way. I mean, I know I should be the one who speaks like she expects to be obeyed, but I just melt when Claire speaks to me this way. I can't help it.
"What is tha--" Claire had not waited to let me finish. She pushed the squishy sweet candy thing into my lips...leaving her finger inside my mouth until she was certain I was sucking and rolling it with my tongue before she took her hand away and nodded.
"You just keep sucking that and biting it until it is all gone Marie. That's my good girl." I stared at her exploring the taste and sensation in my mouth. I knew it must be a "gummie" even though I have never had one. My experience with marijuana is limited to a few times smoking joints a very long time ago. But I nodded and even with a little panic building, I did not try to take it out of my mouth.
She smiled and started petting my arm again. "You did say you were baking! That is my contribution to you baking today!" I finally talked with it slowly vanishing in my mouth "It is a gummie? Is it strong? How stoned will it make me?"
She shushed me like a child and put her finger over my lips. "There there Marie, that one will just help you relax, and loosen you up, for fun."
That last part she whispered into my ear as she pulled us close and she took a candy scented kiss from me and I felt her fingers sliding all around and into my apron and dress. We started to make out and Claire wiggled her tongue through my hair to push it into my ear making me crazy. Her fingers found my swelling nipples and tugged and pinched them through my dress until I was a whimpery mess against her. then she pushed me back.
"I love the apron, but Marie, you can take off that dress. You are sure he won't bother us in here, right? Be a little daring honey." I blushed again. I don't know why. I mean she had fucked me like I was a slut just a few days ago. But here in my own house I was shy. But I nodded and sucked and chewed the rest of the gummie she had given me as I did my best to look alluring working myself out of the dress and letting it fall to the floor.
"Ooh Marie, bad girl!" Claire was smiling and touching as she realized I was completely naked under the apron...my boobs almost sliding completely out, my bare cheeks bouncing and my body very exposed. "No bra and no undies! Whatever will I do with you? I think I will have to spank your!" Claire tugged me right against the floured table and told me to bend over!
"But the flour...I will make a me--" She was having none of it. With a remarkably strong push from such a small woman, she shoved me breasts down into the flour and I felt her other hand and nails dragging over my cheeks as I stayed bent down. Honestly, I knew I was making a mess with flour falling on the floor but I did not protest...then I thought maybe that is the gummie working.
And then she really did spank me! WHAP WHAP WHAP! Her hand making my ass jiggle and move with several quick hard smacks. "Hmmm I think that may be too loud and besides, this is better anyway" Claire said as I felt her hand slide down. "Marie spread your thighs wider, that's right, aren't you being good now?" I realized I had relaxed against the table, tits down and rolling out of the apron into the flour and my legs had moved wider apart in a very slutty pose!
Claire's hand moved between them and I thought about making a little jump but somehow I felt it was OK and just stayed very relaxed in my bent over state as I felt her nails and fingertips find my pussy and rub and slide on it.
"Mmmhmmm that's right Marie, let Claire just rub you and feel you and play with you" her voice sounded so nice and calming. I smiled and nodded on the table as she felt my pussy up and her fingers even began to push into me gently.
I moved softly on the table and for some reason I stayed calm and kept moving, and moving more. Somewhere I realized her fingers were basically fucking me going in and coming out and going in again. It felt nice and I started to push myself to make them go deeper each time.
"Ooh Marie, are you humping my hand? Are you being such a slut in your own kitchen? I thought you were were worried about doing anything in here! It's fine...yes..push back..show me you want my fingers to keep sliding...and sliding" Claire's voice sounded like I was floating on the ocean and having the nicest sex dream. Her hand was really, really pushing now. I finally turned enough to see her next to my hips and she was holding me with one hand and the other was pushing hard...and I was bucking on the table for more!
"That's right you are so wet...so warm, I love it! I love what a good girl you are now. You are being such a sweet whore for me aren't you? You love being a sweet whore for me?"
