her husband isn't home today, the lonesome house wife is just casually wandering her home. awaiting any 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀, 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐒 to claim her as their own .
her rear squshing against his crotch by the guidance of his hands - the mature woman bit her lip as he lifted her vision to see him .
" t- that would be . . "
dare she say it ? she will be disrespecting her husband if she were to . . but- but, butch was just so better . . . !
he isn't stopping- ? oh god, he wasn't planning on stopping . . ! what's worse is it's even enjoyable, his technique was better than what her husband does.
" o- okay- hauhh . . "
what's wrong with yor, she can't stop thinking about how good it feels - and how muscular he is . .
her smaller, pale, hand went to grab her beverage and lifted it to take a sip. so far everything felt casual, until butch began his approach.
" auh- . . "
maybe he was being accidental, he'll let go in a second - right ?
" w- what was it you had in mind, sir . . ? "
she hadn't much interest to see anything specifically, her focus was on his touch that traced along ger back - nevertheless, she walked alongside butch to the kitchen .
" i wouldn't mind anything, i don't have any specific preferences currently . "
she was sure to lock her door behind herself before exiting, tucking the key away deep inside her pocket before following the, in fact, insanely taller male.
" many thanks, sir . "
nodding her head as thanks for holding the door for her, what a proper woman .
i see, then would you care to accommodate me momentarily, i would like to offer you some welcome tea - to compensate for the wait you must endure for your furniture .