"G" and I had lived together for almost two years, and for the past three months, the relationship had been going downhill. Things just weren't in sync. She zigged: I zagged. It was clear to both of us that this might be the end of our time together. After many long conversations and more than a few tears, we decided that our connection with each other and all our past memories were too much to give up on at this moment. We decided to start fresh, put whatever hurt we had behind us, and focus on the way things could change for the better. With both of us satisfied that the relationship could move forward from this point, the fog was lifting and our minds were free of stress able to enjoy each other again.
It had been over a month since we had any sort of sex, much less the hot and wild romps that were commonplace for a good part of our time together. I knew that she wanted things to be special for our new start, and she knew I just wanted to touch her hot, sexy body all over, and as soon as possible. So, I let her take the lead on when we would have sex again. It had been a couple of days since we had decided that we would start fresh, and we really seemed to be on the same page once again.
It was a Saturday and I was on the weekly trip to grocery store. When I returned, Gretchen wasn't downstairs, so I figured she was taking a nap in the bedroom, and I put away the groceries and went upstairs to check on her. Much to my surprise, she was lying on the bed with a silky, black robe draped over her amazingly sexy body. The robe was not tied and hung gently open, and a strip of her stomach was exposed. The soft fabric glided around her large and supple breasts. My cock was instantly hard, and since I wasn't wearing any underwear, I had no chance of hiding my excitement. My shorts seemed to stretch out in front of me two feet or more.