As usual, our day has been very hectic. Getting the kids up and ready for school, getting to work and dealing with all that stress, shuttling the kids everywhere they need to be, getting them all home, fed, bathed and in bed. I'm exhausted just thinking about it. But I look forward to our date tonight. Lately, it seems just holding you for a moment is enough before we both pass out from exhaustion. Tonight holds to be a little more. I hope.
As we get ready to go upstairs, you mysteriously whisper to me, "Give me a few minutes to get ready." Then, you kiss me softly but full on the lips. I look at you quizzically but you just whisper, "Trust me." I am already excited just from the kiss. You instruct me to stay downstairs until our bedroom door opens as you so seductively move upstairs.
The anticipation is killing me. Minutes seem to ebb away like hours, wondering what you are doing. Finally, the bedroom door opens allowing light to flood the hallway. I can see your shadow move away from the door and then the light goes dim. There is only a faint red glow coming from the doorway. I can smell your perfume and start to get hard at the thought of making love to you. As I make my way to our bedroom, I can see flickering candlelight and then I see you. You take my breath away; standing by the window as the sun sets and the moonlight highlights your face with a soft glow. Your hair is pulled back so I can see your gorgeous face. You are wearing a little black dress that shows off your sexy figure, black nylons and knee high stiletto boots. You turn towards me ever so slightly as the moonlight brushes against your breasts and moan, "I'm yours."
I feel woefully underdressed in my t-shirt and lounge pants which can barely contain my excitement. You look at my pants and then look me deeply in the eyes, gently beckoning me with your eyebrows.