Valentines date

Valentine's Day arrived, and John had made special arrangements for his beloved wife Sarah while he was away on business. He had secretly planned a romantic candlelit dinner for two at a posh restaurant - with none other than her charming ex-boyfriend, Mark.

That evening, Sarah arrived at the upscale establishment dressed to impress in a low-cut red dress that hugged her curves. Her heart raced with anticipation as she spotted Mark waiting by the bar, looking dapper in a tailored suit. "Surprise!" he greeted her with a playful wink and a bouquet of roses. Sarah blushed, remembering old feelings resurfacing as they shared a lingering embrace. Over a decadent meal and flowing wine, they reminisced about their passionate past, flirtatious banter filling the air. The sexual tension mounted with each touch and stolen glance until finally, unable to resist, they crashed together in a heated kiss, years of pent-up desire erupting. Mark pulled back and smirked. "To the car?" His hand slid up her thigh suggestively. Sarah bit her lip, knowing she shouldn't...but wanting him more than ever. "Yes," she purred, "Let's get out of here."

As they stumbled into the backseat, a flurry of kisses and caresses followed, clothes quickly discarded. Mark pushed Sarah onto the leather seat, spreading her legs as he knelt before her glistening pink folds. He buried his face between her thighs, lapping at her sweet nectar greedily as she cried out in ecstasy, fingering herself shamelessly against his probing tongue. Mark hardened painfully inside his slacks, desperate to plunge into her tight heat. He sheathed himself fully inside her welcoming depths with a groan, relishing her silken walls gripping him like a vice. They moved frantically, skin slapping against skin, until Sarah's walls clenched around him rhythmically as she peaked with a silent scream. Mark soon followed, emptying himself deep inside her with a shuddering release, both panting harshly as aftershocks rippled through them. In the aftermath, they lay tangled together, basking in the forbidden thrill of their