The passionate housewife, adorned in a tightly fitted, tantalizing apron that leaves little to the imagination, teases her man, who is hidden somewhere in the shadows of their lustful home.The anticipation fills her with desire as she dips her fingers into the forbidden fruit of her own pussy, feeling her body pulsate and crave more.Her high-heel boots leave a sultry trail through the kitchen while she tantalizes herself.Unable to resist her insatiable hunger for her lover's touch any longer, she drops the apron from her ample bosom and takes up a position atop their pristine kitchen counter.Her legs are parted widely in her magnificent boots, baring all that's secret in between a soft, feminine arousal that she tenderly plays with as the weight of her womanhood presses against her eager fingertips.Her fantasy-driven mind runs wild, imagining him – her ideal lover powerful, hard, and undeniably primed to ravage her flesh with his firm, experienced hands.She moans deeply, dreaming of being claimed by this man's hard cock while she continues her lewd actions in the kitchen, unable to bear it any longer without her fantasy made reality.Dipping two fingers into her throbbing pussy clit now drenched with a tantalizing nectar from her womanhood it's not enough as thoughts of him drive her wild with longing.In her heated daydream, she yearns to feel the sensation of being taken by his strong hands aching to be filled and owned by a man who commands the same authority she exudes.He dominates not just in strength but his heart-warming compassion for his woman is undeniable, which only increases her love and desire for him.Within the confines of this sexual utopia, she fantasizes about each sensation that envelops them as they are one, flesh connecting with flesh arousal melding with arousal, their bodies lost in a tantalizing dance, filled with love, hunger and the sweet sting of climax.The scent of her excitement mixes deliciously with the aroma of dinner she is preparing for her invisible partner in crime, her heart races with an anticipation that goes beyond words.But now, back to reality a pang of longing tugs at the depths of her feminine soul as she feels her climax building in her.With increasing urgency, her fingers plunge into the moist heat, rubbing harder and faster until the sensation threatens to buckle her knees, but then, like an orgasmic ghost that haunted her dreams, it all disappears – a sensual echo left lingering for him to discover later.She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath of kitchen aroma, re-arranges the fantasy into place within her mind it's still there, as vibrant and real as ever.A pot of boiling pasta lies untouched on the stove while an assortment of fruits are sliced up on the counter-top waiting to become a luscious dessert she has planned for their evening indulgence a culmination of food, pleasure and intimacy yet to be savored.