“A wasted Saturday”, Melissa thought to herself as she turned into her driveway. Not like she really expected anyone to show up to her open house. How was she expected to sell an overpriced, rundown house, in a nigger-infested area no less, during the biggest snowstorm of the year? A complete waste of time. Thank god she was finally home. Unfortunately, her misfortune was not over. Halfway up the driveway, the van caught on the thick, newly fallen snow. The wheels spun violently, spraying dirty snow all over the windshield. The loss of traction caused the van to slide backwards. Faced with a hopeless situation, Melissa backed up to the edge of the driveway, shifted the transmission to drive, and slammed on the accelerator. The van lunged forward, but as luck would have it, the wheels got wedged again, spinning hard against the slippery snow. The smell of burning rubber filling the car.
“Fuck it!” said Melissa uncharacteristically, shifting the van into park. “Why do we pay such high association dues, if they don’t fucking do a thing?” Melissa took a deep breath and held it in her chest. She had to calm down. Taking care of four children, especially when they’ve been trapped in the house all day, can be very difficult if your moods not right. Letting the breath slowly slide out, Melissa hit the garage door button, opened the van door and ventured out into the winter wonderland. Trudging up the driveway and into the garage Melissa shook off the snow and kicked off her boot onto the carpet. She was exhausted. Her day probably wouldn’t have been so bad if she actually slept more than two hours straight a night. Now, every inch of her body was wet and freezing. All she wanted to do is jump into a hot shower, but she knew that her kids would have other plans for her. Still, it felt good to finally be home.
The warmth that greeted her in the house was especially pleasant. Melissa tore off her coat and flung it onto the kitchen table. A sigh escaped her lips. She could use a strong drink right now, but she didn’t even need to look to know the cabinet was empty.
“I’m home.” She called up the stairs. No response welcomed her though. Great, everyone must be sleeping. I’ve been out suffering in this shitty weather while everyone else just slept the day away. Why did they need this extra sleep anyway? They all have no trouble sleeping at night. God, I have to stop this crabbiness.
“Hello!” Melissa called again, too tired to say anything else.
“Wait downstairs a minute”, came the familiar voice of her fiancé Jeff. Fine, Melissa thought. All she wanted to do was go up, take a shower, and change into some warm, soft pajamas, but now he wanted her to wait for him. At least the kitchen was clean, she noticed. Opening the refrigerator she realized she hadn’t had a thing to eat all day and was famished. Not like she would find any good food in there with all these hungry mouths grazing around.
The soft thudding on the stairs told Melissa that Jeff was coming. Closing the fridge, Melissa went to meet him with their daily hug. Maybe he could cheer her up.
“Hi honey,” Melissa said as she reached out to give him the embracing hug she had been looking forward to all day. As she approached, Jeff stepped back and shoved her away. Startled, Melissa thought great, what does he have to be pissed off about. He’s been sitting at home all day. Melissa quickly noticed an unusual, sinister smirk on his face. He wouldn’t stop staring at her with cold, lifeless eyes. Melissa felt alarmed. This situation did not feel right.
“What’s wrong?” Melissa interjected, “What happened?”
He just continued looking at her, his lower lip covered his upper lip; his eyebrows flinched in a look of pure anger. She could even see his chest expanding as he took short, deep breaths.
“WHAT?” pleaded Melissa.
In a flash, Jeff lunged at Melissa. Instinctively she jumped back, shielding herself with her arms. The surprise of the attack had lost her any chance to defend herself. Melissa felt a sting on her left wrist as her attacker latched onto her. Pushing out with her right arm, she found herself with both arms captured and any chance of escape gone.
“What are you …,” Melissa implored, but the answer was given before she could mutter another word. Melissa’s eyes squeezed closed in anguish, and her teeth clenched. She felt her back slam into the refrigerator. Trying to gain her equilibrium, she felt the grip loosen on her wrists. Slowly opening her eyes, Melissa found herself staring into the soft loving eyes, and tilted grin of her fiancé. Not even giving her time to regain her composure, Jeff reached to the back of Melissa’s neck, forcibly grabbing a handful of hair, a hard- pressed his moist mouth against her timid lips. Her first response was to try to break free, but instead, Melissa succumbed to his control. She closed her eyes, parted her lips slightly and accepted his dominance. A tingle shot up her spine, as Jeff’s free hand, sliding under the rear of her sweater, stroked her back with gentle fingertips. As the pressure on her lips increased, Melissa felt her own hands exploring her aggressor’s form. She opened her mouth wider, and was rewarded by the warm presence of his probing tongue. Her own tongue felt compelled to meet this tender invader. Immense grunts escaped their combating mouths. The intensity of their prying hands magnified, as they explored each others, now consensual, bodies.
A lingering thought pulled Melissa away from the beautiful trap she was sliding deeper into. She pulled her mouth away, and Jeff withdrew. Melissa stopped and caught her breath. His advance had been so sudden.
“That was a surprise,” panted Melissa. She only received a smile in response. “But, where are the kids?” she said as she looked around to make sure no one was watching.
“That’s the surprise, honey. Your mother came and picked up the children a couple hours ago before the storm got too bad. The next 2 hours are about me, you, and maybe a bottle of lube,” said Jeff, an obvious display of his deplorable wit.
A relieved smile covered Melissa’s face. She loved her kids more than anything, but on a day like this, everyone needs an occasional escape.
“Come on, baby,” said Jeff as he grabbed her hand. “Surprise two.”
He led her up the stairs and stopped outside of their closed bedroom door. As he put his hand on the doorknob, he stopped and looked at her.
“Are you ready?” Jeff said. The sly grin covered his face once again.
Unable to determine what it was she was supposed to be ready for, Melissa replied “O.K.”
Jeff turned the handle and slowly pushed the door open. The luminous of a plethora of candles bombarded Melissa’s senses. The darkened room smelled of vanilla and lilac. On a wooden tray next to the bed were two glasses and a couple of bottles of white wine. Folded neatly on the bed, her favorite satin pajamas awaited her. The television was also on; judging by the rest of the bedroom Melissa could tell what kind of movie they would be watching. As she gradually wandered into the room, Jeff stealthily snuck in from behind and rested his hands on her waist.
“First, we are going to take a hot, soothing shower,” pulling Melissa’s sweater over her head. He took advantage of this moment to press his tongue on the base of her neck. With one long, slow, powerful stroke he traveled her neck to the sensitivity at the back of the ear. He backtracked down, this time with gentle nibbling that sent her body into shivers.
“I love you,” were the simple words that came out of Jeff’s mouth, but Melissa saw the depth and meaning of his words when she turned to look into his amiable eyes. Their lips embraced once again, this time with the raw passion of a lion ensnaring its prey. Jeff’s fingernails dug into the back of Melissa’s neck with animalistic intensity. She moaned in surprise as the snap from her bra meant Jeff’s other hand was also busy. She shook herself free of it and flung it to the floor.
Melissa had no intention of being the only one being stripped down. She grabbed the bottom of her lover’s shirt and yanked it over his head. Leaning down, she took his right nipple in her mouth. She knew her man’s body. Jeff’s nipples were his buttons of instant, uncontrollable pleasure. Leaning his head back, he let out a soft moan. It was now he that was succumbing to her fury. Melissa was not satisfied with such a weak moan. Unbuttoning his jeans, she yanked them down, making sure to take all his clothing with them. She was now confronted, head to head, with her elongated best friend. Grabbing it at the base with a firm grip, Melissa let the tip linger at the end of her mouth. She encircled the head with the wet, twisting stokes of her tongue.
“Do you like?” giggled Melissa, tightening her grip slightly.
A long moan of agony escaped his lips. “I want you to suck it. Taste my dick baby.”
“Are you sure that’s what you want me to do,” smiled Melissa. She gave his cock a couple of quick strokes.
“Yes, yes. Let me fuck your face,” pleaded Jeff
“Not yet,” replied Melissa, releasing her grip on him. “There will be plenty of time for that. Let’s go take a shower first.”
Realizing that she had just turned his love game back against him, he surrendered. Melissa pulled off her remaining garments, while Jeff kicked off his socks. Together, they took their mounting sexual tension into the bathroom. Both the lovers’ eyes squinted as they adjusted to the light. A turn of the handle set the hot shower in motion. Melissa grabbed their towels and into the shower they stepped. For Melissa, this had to be the best moment of her day. Though the loving had warmed her up, she still felt cold and grubby. The searing water washed her impurity away, loosening her aching muscles. Eyes closed, Melissa let the hot water flow over her face. Fingers combed through her long, brown hair, as Jeff rubbed the shampoo deep to her scalp. Melissa just stood there with her eyes closed, enjoying the relaxation that the hot water and her lover brought. When Jeff was finished conditioning her hair, that left only one thing left. Grabbing a wash cloth, Jeff rubbed her body clean. He stood there fascinated, as he watched the soapy water river its way through the crevice of her ass. Pressing his naked body against her, Jeff felt his passion growing once again. Dropping down to one knee, he positioned himself for delectable view of that wonderful ass. The desire became too intense. He bit hard into her ass cheek. The pain sent waves of joy through Melissa’s body, causing her to moan. She leaned over, supporting herself on the faucet. Spreading her cheeks apart, Jeff found the treat he was looking for. With lightning fast twitches of his tongue, he gave her the anal pleasure she so richly loved. Melissa’s moaning intensified as he buried his tongue into her ass. With quick, shallow strokes he tongue fucked her until she could barely stay on her feet. Jeff slowed down when the fatigue set in. As he sat back, catching his breath, he watched the woman he loved.
“Oh that felt good,” Melissa praised her man. “Let’s get out of here and take this into the bedroom. Grabbing their towels they quickly dried off.
