I always wonder when Emmie will say it. And yet, she almost always surprises me.

We were fucking in the middle of the day. She was off because her office was being fumigated; I was working from home.

I was sitting in the dining room when she walked in wearing nothing but an apron and said, “Come into the kitchen and fuck me.” Then she turned on her heels and sauntered off, walking a bit on her tiptoes so her ass stuck out in the most provocative way.

I was out of my chair faster than even I thought possible and hurried after her. She was putting dishes away when I entered, bending and stooping and sticking her ass out so I could see the wet pinkness of her pussy when she moved just right.

“Em…” I said, swallowing hard as she bent to grab a plate, and I saw how... Read More