Pulling up onto our driveway I turn my car engine off and look to see our farmhouse-inspired too expensive kitchen illuminated with the familiar warm orange hue, seeing the silhouette of my wife through the window and I smile, knowing what a real treasure that she is.
I close my car door and head inside where she’s waiting for me in a cute white apron. There’s a dusting of flour on her cheek but she doesn’t resist planting a big kiss on my lips as I put my briefcase down and hold her, pinching her butt for good measure. You see, my wife has two sides, domestic goddess and whore and she was in domestic goddess mode, for now.
She leads me into the kitchen where a candlestick is burning in the center of our oak table and a delicious meal is waiting, heaps of pasta, meat, buttered bread, two glasses filled with red liquid, and even a meringue dessert sitting on the side for after we are done. My eyes are wide, I am so hungry after a long day at work and she has created a meal fit for a king. I thank her and we eat, talking about our day and I feel my belly getting warmer and more full with each mouthful. She has spoiled me tonight and she knows it.
After we have eaten my wife leaves the kitchen, leaving me to finish my glass and when she returns, blissful domesticity, the cookie-cutter housewife has gone. Now she is wearing just her apron, no clothes underneath as she goes around cleaning up the mess and putting the dishes where they belong. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, she is mesmerizing, my wife went from a suburban housewife that the entire neighborhood envies to whore in an apron daring me to fuck her.
I sipped the last of my drink as my wife stood by the sink, cleaning up a dish that looked like it needed time to soak. I stood tall behind her before out of nowhere landing a huge spank on her bare ass, making her jolt and yelp at the same time. She continued washing the pot she was so focused on and so I spanked her again with the same force and she let out a moan, jolting forwards from the force of my hand on her bare ass.
My wife spun around smirking at me and without saying anything she got down onto her knees and began unzipping my pants, pulling my cock out, and enthusiastically sucking on it. With my hands on my hips, my head back, and my eyes closed I enjoyed feeling my darling wife’s mouth wrapped around my shaft, the tip hitting the back of her throat as her pretty apron collected the saliva that was drooling from her as she took me deep into her tight neck.
She stood up after a while of sucking hungrily on my cock, her suburban wife look even hotter as she stood before me in just her apron, her nipples peeking out under the thin white fabric. I forcefully pushed her towards and over the table we had just eaten at and bent her over, spreading her legs viciously and spanking her ass, again and again, making her yelp with pain and pleasure. I pushed my two fingers inside of her dripping pussy and began fingering her from behind, her cream coating my fingers as I roughly explored her. She moaned loudly, wetness dripped out of her, and without warning I forcefully swapped my fingers for my cock and plunged my way inside of her, her body slamming into the table as I thrust hard into her pussy, she moaned with passion, I covered her mouth with my hand and the table rocked on the tiles beneath us making a screeching noise as I fucked my darling wife’s pussy without any mercy.
I pulled her hands behind her back as I thrust hard into her snatch, feeling her wetness surrounding my cock and glancing at the creamy fluid over my shaft. She begged for me to let her cum but I wasn’t done with her yet.
I pulled out of her pussy and pushed her down onto her knees again, her mouth opened without me even asking and I face fucked her, her arms still behind her back, her legs open as she took me all the way down her throat, her eyes watering, her mouth drooling and spluttering as I roughly fucked her face before standing her up again and pushing her back down across the oak table. Her ass was red from the spanking and I contributed more to that with more rough spankings as I pushed my cock back inside of her and squeezed a finger into her tight asshole. She moaned hoarsely and begged for me to let her cum. The dinner she made for us was too good, I wasn’t going to deny her this. She let go and let her body climax, she shuddered beneath me, her pussy clamping around my cock as she came hard, a splash of cum spilling from her pussy and down my cock. She groaned loudly, uttering filthy things as I continued thrusting into her, feeling my own orgasm desperate to be released into her, and finally, I did, I let myself go, filling her with my seed, my cock as deep as it could go as I gripped her hair and pulled her head back, emptying my balls inside of her tight snatch.
I spanked her ass hard as I pulled out of her and she let out a little whimper, my cum and her cum dripping down her thighs.
We kissed and continued our conversation from earlier and began plating up the meringue she had on the side as if nothing had happened. God, I love having a whore of a wife dressed up as a perfect Christian woman.
