The following is a work of erotic fiction and is meant to be enjoyed by those 18 years of age and older.
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I am full of giddy excitement as I pull the car into the driveway. After three long years in my role at the development company I work for, I have finally made it to Lead Character Animator. I have spent years devoted to developing and honing my skills as an artist, and today my boss rewarded that effort.
I step out of the car, admiring the freshly mowed lawn. My husband had taken nicely to his role as a stay at home dad and house husband. When our daughter, Arya, was born it made more sense for Luke to stay home with where our careers were. We thought it would be a difficult adjustment but he took to it very well.
He's a wonderful father to Arya, now six, and he has become a pretty impressive chef as well. Arya was staying with my parents for a couple weeks during summer break, and I was happy to be able to celebrate my news with Luke first.
I open the front door and make my way down the hall. My heels echo down the hall as I head to the kitchen and I have no doubt Luke has heard me by now.
"Welcome home, honey," Luke calls from the kitchen.
I enter the kitchen, watching Luke as he loads something into the oven for dinner. I take this moment to admire my wonderful house husband, something about my man in an apron really makes me hot under the collar.
He turns to face me now that dinner is in the oven and my slight disappointment in my excellent view of his backside going away is quickly overpowered by the joy I receive in seeing his face.
"So, did they make the smart move or are they idiots?" Luke asks me in his flattering way whether or not I received my promotion.
"They went with the smart move today," I say with a smile.
Luke's smile is brilliant as I give him the news, he quickly removes his apron before embracing me in a big, bear hug. Lifting me slightly off my feet as he does.
"Congratulations, sweetheart," he says as he sets me back on my feet.
"Thank you, babe," I say, blushing a little.
We have been together over ten years but his sweetness has never gone stale for me. He runs one of his strong hands against my cheek, and I feel my body begin to heat up.
"How long into dinner, my love?" I ask Luke, hoping we have some time.
"It's going to be about at least thirty-five minutes," Luke says.
"Come with me," I say, taking hold of my husband's hand.
I guide him to our bedroom, and close the door behind us once we enter. He is smiling when I face him, and I can't help but smile back. I take in his handsome face, my eyes moving down his well built body. Luke has always been athletic, but he has really started taking care of himself since he became a house husband. The role suited him well and I enjoyed being the breadwinner for our family.
"Take your clothes off for me," I tell him, the hunger clear in my eyes.
He does not say anything, simply takes hold of his shirt and pulls it off over his head. I watch as every muscle of his upper body flexes slightly. His biceps bulge as the shirt comes off, his chest dancing a little as his arms work the shirt off. I bite my lip, my anticipation growing.
Luke smiles as he strips for me, his fingers undoing his pants now. Sliding them down, the clear bulge in his boxer briefs show me his excitement is high as well. Slipping his fingers into his waistband, he teases me for a moment. Pulling them down slowly, but keeping his hand over his growing member.
