Tonight I have a plan for us, an itch that needs to be scratched. I've spent the last few hours leisurely showering and getting ready for you to get home. As I apply my lotion I imagine it's your hands touching me everywhere. I put on a long silky dress and watch some porn, lightly touching myself to make sure I'm completely ready.
I light a few candles and turn on some soft, slow music. When I hear your car in the drive I go to the door to meet you. You wrap me in a tight hug and kiss me. You tell me about your day as you throw your keys and wallet on the counter. I give you a few minutes to unwind before I walk slowly to the bedroom, looking over my shoulder as I do.
When you enter the room I pull the dress over my head and throw it on the chair. Dropping to my knees, I watch you take off your pants and underwear, maintaining eye contact the whole time I sit with my butt resting on my ankles and roughly play with my nipples as you approach. You smile softly and ask me "Is there something my baby needs from her Daddy?"