Casey turned off the car engine in the driveway and sighed. Another long and boring day at work had finally come to pass, but he was finally home for the weekend. At 28, Casey had moved up to an executive position in computer engineering firm he worked at here in Mystic Valley. He was a smart and handsome man, who certainly fit the role of young executive that the company was looking to fill. Casey was a lean 5’10”, with striking brown eyes and short cropped, equally brown hair. He had a wonderful personality to match his incredible good looks and was genuinely a sweet man. If you asked his wife Karen, she would call Casey the “sweetest man on the planet.”
Karen was an English teacher at Mystic Valley Prep School, a very prestigious private school. Karen was 28 and very attractive in her own right, although she would be hard pressed to admit it. Karen was tall for a woman, as tall as Casey was and had nice sized and rounded C-cup breasts that Casey loved to play with. Karen had met Casey at a bar 6 years ago just after they had both graduated from Mystic Valley University, and after a whirlwind courtship, they got married. That was 5 years ago and they were a very happy couple to this day.
It was after long and tiring days like today, during which Casey wondered why he ever majored in engineering, that he looked forward to coming home. It was after 6 o’clock and he knew Karen would be in the kitchen just finishing up dinner. Casey turned the key in the front door and entered, smiling as he noticed the kitchen light on and hearing the hustle and bustle of his lovely wife within. Casey entered and grinned as he saw Karen setting up the table, her long black hair hanging down and framing her beautiful face. Karen was dressed in her work clothes still, a stylish, knee-length black skirt and a white blouse.
“Hi honey,” Casey greeted as he entered the kitchen, walking over to Karen and giving her a warm kiss. “How was your day at school?”
Karen smiled, her striking brown eyes sparkling in the kitchen’s light. “Great, how was your day sweetie?”
Casey’s smile turned to a frown as he lifted the covered pot on the stove and tasted the sauce cooking within it. “Boring. Can’t stand those type of days at all. Coming home to see you is the best part. That and the fact that it’s the weekend.”
“Oh, poor baby,” Karen gently mocked, turning the sauce down to simmer. “Making 6 figures a year is hard work huh? Try scrapping together a teacher’s salary, even if it is at a private school.”
Casey grinned at his wife, loving the fact that her warm sarcasm still made him smile know matter what. “Hey,” he said, taking off his business jacket and tossing it over one of the chairs, “can we wait on dinner for a while? I just want a chance to sit down and relax.” Casey sat down on another kitchen chair and closed his eyes, letting the day flow from his bones.
“Of course baby,” Casey heard Karen say, then heard some shuffling around the kitchen, obviously Karen making sure dinner would wait. Then Casey felt his wife sitting on his lap and opened his eyes. Karen had straddled Casey’s thighs, her own legs wrapped around his. She looked into Casey’s eyes and smiled a loving smile, her fingers slowly running through his short hair. Casey placed his hands on Karen’s hips and felt his cock growing hard. Looking at his lover in a sarcastic quizzical gaze, he smiled. “What are you doing honey?”
“Making sure my husband gets some proper relaxation time,” Karen answered giving Casey a lopsided grin and leaned close. Their lips met and Karen felt Casey’s tongue enter her mouth, playing with her own tongue. Karen had always loved the way Casey kissed, his lips moving from her mouth to her chin to her cheeks and neck. This kiss was no exception as Casey’s mouth pulled away and gently trailed a series of warm, seductive kisses and nibbles down Karen’s neck. Casey’s hands had also moved, sliding from his wife’s waist to rest on her tight, round ass, kneading the flesh gently. Karen leaned back, breaking Casey’s contact with her neck and began to unbutton her blouse.
“Allow me,” Casey smiled and his fingers deftly unbuttoned the blouse, pulling it off Karen’s body. He leaned in and began kissing the tops of her tits, covered in a lacy white bra, which Casey quickly removed freeing Karen’s fleshy tits. Casey began to seriously lick and fondle his wife’s large breasts, sucking and biting on her nipples, his hands grabbing the tits from below and bringing them together like a push-up bra.
Karen was sighing softly as her husband administered sensual kisses to her nipples, her fingers gently running along Casey’s cheeks. Casey suddenly lifted Karen up and seated her on the kitchen table in front of him, his kisses leaving her firm breasts and trailing down her stomach, lingering at her belly button ring. His hands gripped the sides of Karen’s black skirt and pulled it and her white panties off in one fluid motion.
