A couple of months later.

Jude stood at the stove and cooked Timothys favorite, Coq Au Vin. It was a hot summer night but it was the last friday of the month and Timothy wouldn't want to miss this meal despite the heat.

They had found a small and cozy house with 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and Judes favorite part, an open and spacious kitchen area next to the living room.

Timothy got a job at the local catholic kindergarden. He wasn't a priest anymore but his good reputation was well appreciated.

Jude didn't need to work and Timothy wanted it to be her decision. After nearly 40 years of hard work, underpaid jobs and of course singing in front of drunken men, Jude was happy to stay at home. She had her little garden, the house and she loved to cook and bake every day.

It has always been her hobby and now, she could try new recipes every day. Jude has never been this happy and content in her life and enjoyed every new day together with Timothy.

They hadn't married but had planned it for the next month. Jude always dreamed of a late summer wedding and soon, they would celebrate their sacred union.

The delicous smell of the Coq Au Vin was floating through the kitchen and Jude hummed happily a song she had heared earlier that day.

Her hair was piled up on her head, only a couple of locks were framing her face. The off white summer dress clung to her body perfectly, hugging her skin tightly now that it was even hotter in front of the stove.

Timothy came home earlier than usual. They had send the kids home because of the heat wave and everyone was relieved to leave the old building for the weekend.

He sneaked up behind Jude without her noticing. Her hips were slightly swaying as she hummed an unknown melody. He knew excactly what she was cooking and was more than pleased that his soon to be wife didn't forget which day it was.

Coq Au Vin fridays were always his favorite day and even more special now that he hadn't to behave afterwards.

Timothy stood now directly behind her and looked down at the stove. Soon the dinner would be ready and his mouth watered. His hands sneaked around her waist and Jude jumped slightly, surprised that he was there already.

"Timothy, you're early." Judes heart was beating fast even as she knew it was only her fiancee. Timothy kissed her neck and Jude turned her head to greet him properly. As their lips met, his hands pushed her back against his chest.

The material of her cotton dress was thin and the heat and her sweaty body made it nearly transculent. His eyes wandered down her front. The low neckline was showing enough cleavage to excite him.

"I couldn't wait to see my soon to be wife...". Timothy kissed the other side of her neck and looked down her body again. The years without any physical contact left him wanting for more. Of course Jude was happy to fullfil every fantasy of him but Timothy couldn't stop to desire her more each day.

After they found the house and settled down, Jude opened up to him even more. She had told him everything about her past, every dirty little secret but it didn't change his love for her. It was quite the opposite, he wanted to give her all the love she deserved but never got from others.

It hurted him that nobody treated her the way she had always deserved and needed. Jude was even more beautiful now that she was carefree and happy. She loved to dress nicely and make her hair but he prefered her locks untamed.

Timothy loosened the small bun and her hair cascaded down her shoulders and beyond. "Coq Au Vin will be ready soon..." Jude enjoyed his attention immensely but she didn't want the meal to burn.

"Then shut off the stove." Timothy pushed her hair aside and kissed her neck. Slowly but surely he opened the buttons at the front of her dress until he reached her belly. His mammoth hands caressed her stomach and pushed the cotton material away.

Jude tried to concentrate but his hands had wandered up to her breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra because of the heat and she felt uncomfortable wearing one much to Timothys surprise but he would never complain.

Finally Jude took the pan and moved it away while shutting off the stove. Timothy moved her sideways so Jude could grab the countertop as he reached under her dress for her panties.

Judes face was covered with her locks but she didn't mind it. Her eyes were closed as Timothys hands pushed her underwear down her legs. He was still standing behind her, holding her middle as she heard him opening his trousers.

Her breasts dangled out of her dress, Judes nipples screaming for attention. Timothy spread her legs with his foot and positioned himself behind her. The hem of her dress hung around her hips as Timothys tip asked for entrance.

Jude leaned up slightly, resting her weight on her hand against the counter. His one hand was still holding her middle while the other wandered up to catch her breast.

Jude was excited that she hadn't seen him yet, the feeling of being dominated was still new but heightened her arousal. Both their bodies were already sweaty as Timothy pushed the tip inside of her.

Jude moaned at the intrusion and leaned back to take him deeper inside. Timothy wished he could see her fully, dress open and breasts peeking out while her face was covered with her locks. He imagined her lips parted while she panted and her eyes closed as he penetrated her.

The picture alone drove him closer to the edge but Timothy had other plans. One hand sneaked down between her legs to massage her clit while the other kneaded her breast tightly.

He slipped deeper inside of Jude as he pushed her hips back.
Jude leaned down on her arms to take him fully in until she felt his pubic hair against her cheeks. Timothy groaned and moved back only to bury his member even deeper inside her wet heat.

Jude moaned as they started a rhythm. His fingertips on her clit heightened her arousal as he pinched her nipple between his fore- and middle finger.

The smacking sound echoed through the spacious kitchen as their wet sexes collided every time Timothy pushed himself back against her. Perpiration was running down his body but he didn't mind as it helped to move against her.

Jude leaned her forehead down on the cold countertop. As their rhythm became faster, Timothy grabbed her hips with both hands.

Judes nipples brushed against the counter and sended a tingling feeling throughout her body. Her moans became louder as his cock seemed to slip deeper and deeper.

Timothy was already close but he wanted more body contact. He tangled his hand in her hair and pushed Jude up until she stood before him and angled her head so they could kiss.

Their tongues met and danced wetly against each other. His other hand moved from her breast, over her stomach to Judes mound and rested their as his orgasm approached. Timothy pushed her hips back as his member started to twitch.

Jude felt him swelling and pressed his hand harder against her mound to stimulate her clit further. Their kiss ended as Timothy moaned and his hips jerked.

Judes body was on fire and as her toes curled and legs shook, her belly tightened, she moaned his name. Timothy pumped his seed deep inside of Jude and continued to hold her close, pushing her back harder against his chest.

Jude opened her eyes slowly and turned her head to look at him. His chin was on her shoulders and both mammoth hands held her waist. His thumbs caressed her now very sensitive skin of her stomach.

"Happy Coq Au Vin friday." Timothy chuckled and raised his head to kiss her. "Happy Coq Au Vin friday my love."