The kitchen

Okay, kitchen sex was a little weird. Rick had always been a bed kind of guy. That was then.

He leaned her against the kitchen counter and kissed her.

Like his other senses, his taste had also gotten more sensitive. He literally could taste the adrenaline coursing through Jan's system as he deepened his kiss. Her breath caught, then she reached down and grasped his cock.

"It was never this big. Who are you and what did you do to Rick?"

He trailed his hands up her tight abdomen, then around her back to untie the bikini top.

Her nipples were rock-hard points and her face and chest flushed with blood. He cupped both breasts, bringing his mouth to the left nipple and sucking hard.

She screamed and giggled simultaneously and his enhanced tastebuds picked up the female hormones flowing through her, making her breasts leak with her excitement.

Even from a couple of feet away, the scent of her pussy-juices seemed to fill the atmosphere. Maybe, back when they'd first been together she'd been this excited but if she had, he hadn't noticed at the time and even his newly enhanced memory didn't bring back anything solid.

He yanked open the tie to her martial arts pants and slid a finger between her legs.

Her pussy dripped with her excitement.

He lifted her, putting her ass on the kitchen counter, then lowered his head between her legs.