Jade was on his way home from the studio late one night and I knew he was exhausted and stressed out. I felt so bad for the poor baby, so I wanted to make tonight special; a night I know he'll never forget. I had every single light in the house turned off and I left a trail of rose petals that lead from the front door all the way to our bedroom, where I had lit a few vanilla scented candles. I slipped into the black lingerie I had bought earlier that week, along with my garter belt and fishnet stockings. I watched through the upstairs window as Jade parked his car and walked up to the door. He was wearing dark jeans and a black, long sleeved button-up shirt. I heard his foot steps as he climbed the stairs and I jumped onto the bed, striking a sexy pose. He opened the double doors of our master bedroom and stopped dead in his tracks with his mouth hanging open.
"Hey baby," I said as slowly, sexily raised up. He continued standing there, awestruck. I laughed as I stood up to greet my husband.
"Hard day, sweetie?" I asked softly as I kissed him.
"Oh yeah, it was pretty...um...hard," he said as he looked me up and down, swallowing between words, "turn around, let me look at you."
He took my hand and slowly turned me around.
"You like? I bought them with you in mind," I informed him.
"I most certainly do," he stated, nodding his head in approval, "you look absolutely amazing."
"Thank you, sweetheart," I said.
