The pantry

Hilda pushes open the door to the pantry with one hand while her other continues stroke Hunk. He's completely bottomless at this point (he had to abandon his trousers, underwear, and boots to keep up with Hilda's rapid pace).

"In here," she mutters as she sloppily kisses him, "Please... I need you."

Hunk groans in pleasure as his wife paws at his shirt with her free hand even as she continues to give him a handjob.

"Take me... master..." Hilda moans as she frees her man from the last of his garments.

He stands before her completely naked, his hard cock throbbing with need as Hilda runs her hands along his still pretty muscular (for a man his age) body.

Hunk is breathing hard now, his own desires clouding his judgement. He looks his chubby, soft wife over, her body straining against her soaked, clingy, too-tight dress.

He gently strokes Hilda's cheek, earning a coo of delight from her, and then in an instant, his hands are on the collar of her dress.