When He stepped through the front door, she was kneeling in the front hallway, just to His left, as usual. she was wet, her long stringy hair obscuring her bowed face; likely, she had just recently returned from her near-daily jog through the nearby park; her wet body caused her to shiver. He closed the door behind Him, cutting off the chill from the cold winter outside, then slowly set His briefcase aside, kicked off His shoes, and removed His coat and hung it on an unused hook in the wall.
Feeling His hand upon her head, she looked up at Him for the first time in many days, the smile on her face unable to be concealed. When He held His arms wide, she practically leaped to her feet and plastered herself against Him, hugging Him tightly and threatening to never let go. He simply held her close for several long minutes, His hands caressing her back and fondly toying with her hair.
In time, they shared a long, warm kiss, then separated. Taking her hand, He guided her into the main room and sat on the sofa, indicating for her to sit in His lap. There they continued their cuddling in silence, the naked submissive slowly drying while leaving her wetness on her Master's clothes.
Eventually, her head resting upon His shoulder, they spoke about His trip to Paris. The project team had not needed the extra two days they had built into their schedule in case of problems, so He and a few of His colleagues had decided to return home immediately, while the rest of the team remained in Paris to wait for their originally-scheduled flight. Having been to Paris several times before - both as a tourist and on business - He had decided to instead spend the extra time with her.
she related her days of quiet in His absence. The majority of her time had been spent reading, drawing, writing a few letters to old friends, and jogging in the park each afternoon. she admitted that she had just stepped out of the shower after her daily jog when she heard His car in the driveway, and - once over her shock of hearing His car two days early - rushed to greet Him as usual. As she spoke, her mind began to wander as His hand lifted and cupped a breast, his fingers tweaking the nipple as she spoke.
Soon, she began to leave another kind of wetness on His clothes. she could also feel His arousal through His slacks, pressing against her leg. she simply closed her eyes and reveled in the gentle attention, almost afraid that it would come to an end if she even shifted position.
Finally, she moved to her knees, straddling His legs, and kissed Him - a hot, hard, passionate, tongue-battling kiss accompanied by groping hands by both parties. Eleven days without Him had made her extremely horny, although the jog and shower had helped to calm that need temporarily. How that He was here, she intended to do everything she could to satisfy her need.
He gently pushed her back, breaking the kiss, then kissed her between her breasts as she wrapped her arms around His head. For a few moments, He kept moving from breast to breast, licking and gently biting, before slowly moving up the sternum, kissing along the collarbone, and up to the neck.
