Finally perfected my husband's favorite curry recipe after three attempts! The secret is toasting the spices twice as long as the recipe says. While I was cooking, the neighbor came over to borrow some sugar and his stupid dog jumped on me, pushing me against the counter. His hands were all over my hips and ass trying to pull the dog off, and my body just arched back against his crotch like some automatic response. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass through his jeans while he "apologized" for nearly an entire minute. My pussy got so wet thinking about being bent over that same counter that I had to change my panties before serving dinner. Why does my body betray me like this when I'm just trying to be a good wife? At least the curry turned out amazing! 😊