The naked chef

The last text message he received from Winter was ‘Room 63’.

That’s what he looked for as he walked around what seemed like a fairly expensive hotel lobby. There was a large heated pool outside, everything inside was expensive or gold.

Up the elevator he went to get to the floor he was looking for. Once there, it was an easy walk down a corridor to find the famous Room 63. Mark couldn’t help but smile as he knocked on the door, very much anxious to have a chance at fucking that incredible busty body.

As Winter opened the door, he suddenly realised that he would have to wait very long to see much of her body.

Standing in front of him, the brunette had on nothing but a white cooking apron on with red hearts across it. He could see the top of her breasts just above the top of the apron, her skin was tanned. Her long light brown hair was curled, she had obviously also spent plenty of time doing her make up. She looked stunning.

“Oh my god…” he whispered.

“Come on in, you’re just in time for my famous Spaghetti Bolognese,” she said, welcoming him inside the room.

Mark stepped in, already enjoying where this was headed. The smell of what was cooking on top of the stove hit his nostrils as he entered. Mark looked around to see what seemed like a pretty big room for just two people. There was a whole kitchen area, a lounge with some expensive looking furniture. Then there were doors leading to a bedroom and ensuite.

As nice as the inside of the room looked, Mark couldn’t get over how Winter looked.

“How are you feeling today?” her voice sounded from behind him as he explored the area.

“Yeah uhh… very good,” he said, pausing his words as he turned back around to see her naked round butt visible as Winter stood in the kitchen.

Mark could see her entire back as the only thing that got in the way was a the small strings of the apron that were tied together.

“That’s good to hear, you definitley look a lot better,” Winter said, stirring her pasta.

Making his way into the kitchen, he stared at her butt. He was so infatuated with her massive tits but the girl had such a great behind which seemed to be underrated. Coming up behind her, he gave her right ass cheek a nice clean slap.

She let out a bit of a giggle as she stirred the pasta in the pot.

Mark knew he couldn’t handle himself with a naked woman cooking for him in the kitchen. He pressed right up against her, slipping his hands inside the apron to cup her breasts. They felt nice and soft, so full in the palm of his hands.

Kissing the back of the neck, he looked over her shoulder to see how her cooking was going. There was a realisation that he wasn’t going to be able to sit and eat a meal at the table before getting himself off.

His cock had swelled right up, a sign of how horny he was standing right behind her. He couldn’t have been any harder than he was right now.

Squeezing those luscious tits, Mark dry humped her slowly from behind, aching to get his cock out.

Winter had her lead leaned back while he sucked on her neck. She wanted this just as much as he did right now.

“I want to fuck you do fucking hard right now,” he whispered in her ear, still cupping her breasts.

“Then do it…”