Damn I'm horny. It's been a few nights since I last felt his touch and I am wired. So wired I could break a diamond dick right now. Just thinking about him, how he makes me feel has my nipples hard and my pussy heating up. I keep looking at the clock, counting down the minutes before he walks through that door.
I have shaved the kitty, shaved my legs, and taken a nice long hot shower, lotioned up with his favorite scent on me. I'm wearing a black garter belt, black stockings, black four inch heels and his dress shirt. I'm making sure that when he opens the door; my scent is the first thing he smells. The room is lit with candles; their scent is like the one I'm wearing.
My heart starts beating fast as I hear his key being turned in the door. He opens it, steps in, turns to close it when I reach my arms around him from behind. I turn him around, place my fingers to his lips, and whisper in his ear not to say a word, just do as I tell him. He smiles as I reach up and kiss him slowly, removing his coat, unbuttoning his shirt and pants. I reach my hand down inside his boxers, searching for that hardness of his that I have grown to love. I find it and begin stroking it slowly back and forth, while my tongue plays with his. His dick starts to grow inside my hand, getting longer, harder. I stop kissing him and whisper in his ear,
"Baby, down on your knees."