This 4800-word story features explicit descriptions of M/f sex, including oral sex, anal insertions, and rough sex between a younger woman and older man. It is intended for mature audiences only.
(graphic content, adults only)
“Well then, Stack,” she said, closing the gap between them and looking up into his gray eyes, brushing her fingertips through the close-cropped black hair at the base of his neck.
Stack let out a low grunt and spun Marie around by the shoulders. He pushed her up against the wood-topped carving station she’d just made spotless. She was giggling, because now this was like she wanted quick and raw. He was pressing up against her – she could feel his hips grinding against her as he buried his face in her hair and gnawed lightly on her neck.
“This kind of page,” he said, in a lower voice that made her shiver. “And no noise. No laughing.”
“Good,” was all Marie could say. “Yes, Chef.” Almost before she noticed, Stack had loosened the drawstring of her pants and yanked them down to the floor. On this day she’d countered the bland anonymity of kitchen staff work clothes with some red lace boy cut panties, and she was glad she did. She thought she noticed a pause as Stack admired her ass and legs, running his large hands over her curves with a surprising delicacy.
Stack dropped to his knees as Marie stepped out of the pants. He shoved her legs apart. Marie braced herself on the carving station’s wood cutting block, leaning over, sighing, and arching her back so Stack could...