Amber was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, brushing her hair. She was wearing a sleeveless nightgown Greg had given her for their one year anniversary. She was just about to go into the bedroom, when Greg came up behind her, still fully clothed. She smiled at him in the mirror as he put his left hand against her stomach and let his right hand drift down to her hip, then down to her thigh.
He kissed her neck gently and whispered, “Tired?”
Felling his warm breath on her neck, she trembled slightly. “I’m never too tired to make love to you,” she said softly. She reached her hand up to Greg’s cheek and the side of his neck, stroking him with feather light touches.
Greg allowed his left hand to come upwards, eventually cupping one of her breasts. “No bra tonight?” he asked when he felt the hard nipple beneath his hand.
She closed her eyes. “No, not with Amanda in bed early and you so...available.” She turned around to face him and pressed her body close to his. “Of course, you’ll be even more available when I get these clothes off you.” She immediately grabbed his belt buckled and began forcibly ripping it open.
“Mmm,” he moaned. “Feisty, are we?”
Amber answered him with a kiss, at first flicking her tongue over his lips only slightly, and then covering his mouth with hers, he tongue rubbing up against his. At the same time she expertly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and dropped them to his ankles. Greg broke away from her to bend over and remove his pants. He danced around the bathroom floor for a second, trying to get his jeans off, nearly falling over several times. Amber laughed at his clumsiness and then fell into his arms again when he was finally free of his pants. She pushed him into their bedroom, kissing him frantically. They stood next to their bed, their bodies wrapped around each other. Greg pulled up her nightgown slightly and was running his hands over her breasts, allowing his thumbs to linger over her nipples. Amber sighed in pleasure and put her hands underneath his t-shirt on his lower back. She felt his spine with her fingertips and traced it up to his shoulders. She loved the way his tight muscles melted beneath her hands. Then she pulled his shirt off over his head and, tossing it aside, placed her hands on his chest. Greg followed her lead and pulled off her nightgown as well.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered. He ran his hands over the front of her lacy panties, and the reached behind her and grabbed her butt with both hands. Then, he slid off her underwear, and she kicked them off her feet.
Now she was reaching underneath his boxers and sliding them to the floor. He was incredibly hard. She grabbed his dick in her hand and liked how hot and throbbing it felt. Now completely naked, Greg lay back on their bed and gestured for her to come to him. She crawled on top of him, her breasts gently brushing against him. She kissed him again deeply, and then began kissing her way down his body. She lingered at the lowest part of his abdomen. Amber ran her tongue across his stomach in a line and then blew lightly on the wet spot, causing a moan to escape his lips.
“Oh please...please...” he said, putting his hand on the top of her head and guiding her down. She ran her lips along the sides of his dick first, and then took it in her mouth. Covering her teeth carefully with her lips, moved her mouth up and down the shaft, slowly at first and then a little faster. Greg’s hands were digging into the bedspread and he was moaning uncontrollably. Amber backed off and looked up at him.
