First Submission.. Will refine my style with comments. Here's hoping you enjoy.
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I picked you up from work. You were tired and grumpy. I could tell before you spoke a single word to me. I can see it in the slope of your shoulders and the set of your feet as you come to a stop outside my car door. I open it and don't lean in for the kiss like I usually would. I try to be gentle and supportive, affectionate while at the same time not smothering you. I get in my side and I can see you looking at me to see if I am upset about something. I smile and take your hand and squeeze it. You start to unwind and tell me about your day while we drive back. I take the scenic route over the prairie so that the cool breeze smells faintly of the mint fields we are driving past. In the back seat your son is sleeping peacefully to the music I have been playing low over the speakers. After it feels like you have let the majority of your day I pick up your hand and start to kiss and nibble it. You part your lips silently and close your eyes. After a few moments you pull our hands from my lips and settle them against your thigh and relax a little deeper into the seat of the car.
After a while we pass the red and green glow of the last set of traffic lights before I turn off the road to your house. I take my hand back from you to make the last set of turns and I feel you resist letting go just a little. The gravel makes tiny noises as we pull in front of your house. You lift your sleeping little boy from the back seat intent on putting him to bed before he wakes up. I slowly unload the car seat from the back and gather up your bags and carry them to the front porch. You left the front door open so I set the bags just inside and the car seat down on the couch. I close my eyes and stretch enjoying the cool air outside of your house. The crickets chirp and I hear the neighbors horror movie all the same time.
You come back out on to the porch and kiss me. I wrap my arms around you and feel the tightness of your muscles. I kiss you deeper and start to massage the knots out. You moan a little into my mouth as my hands work their way down to your ass. At first I am not rubbing them at all just touching. All of this stimulation is getting to me so I start to push you away from me and for a second you look sad. You sit in your chair in front of me and light up a cigarette. I smile and run my fingers through your hair as I sit down across from you on the front porch. You ask me what's wrong. You know but you always ask me anyways. I tell you that I should leave because I am a little too excited and that I am not sure I could stop if we had kept going.
You look sad and then say... "What if we didn't stop?"