He came into the house very quietly, closing and locking the door. He placed his keys on the table, and put his suitcases down. The house was dark and smelled of candles. He quietly walked to the dining room where he saw where dinner had been. Candles in the center of the table, wine glasses, bottle of wine, etc. were all on the table waiting for the dinner that never occurred. He placed his hands on the doorway, looked at the clock which read 1:13am and hung his head. He was in such trouble. He told her he'd be home by 6:00. But with delays in flights and crazy cab drivers, he hadn't made it. His cell phone was in and out of range and died completely. He sighed and looked in the fridge, seeing all his favorite food in plastic containers she had made for dinner. Sighing, he reached for a beer and closed the fridge. Popping the top he took a long swallow and sighed. Might as well go upstairs and face it, he thought.
Heading upstairs, he saw no lights on coming from the bedroom. Damn she went to bed mad, he thought. Pulling off his tie and jacket, he pushed open the door to the bedroom. He stopped and looked at the bed in wonder. Moonlight streamed across the room and the bed. She lay there on top of the comforter on her side in a long flowing white satin gown. He knew that gown, she wore it for him when she wanted to seduce him, which honestly didn't' take much when it came to her. One of the spaghetti straps had fallen down her shoulder and lay against her arm. One hand was tucked under her cheek, her long hair spread out behind her, the lace of her gown barely covering her breasts. He swallowed hard, and took another long swallow of beer. He was gonna have to make this up to her, he smiled slyly.
Going to the bathroom, he undressed and brushed his teeth. He came out in just his briefs and went over to his side of the bed. He lay down beside her and reached over and turned off her alarm. He slowly bent down and kissed her warm shoulder. He then kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, "Hi baby." She brushed at her ear and moaned in her sleep. He smiled at her and gently ran a finger over her lower lip. He then took his finger and slowly dragged the spaghetti strap down further, exposing her breast. His eyes darkened when he saw her nipple peek out at him. He gently ran the tip of his finger around her nipple, seeing it pucker under his finger. He leaned in and kissed her lower lip gently. Leaning up, he whispered into her ear again. "Baby, I'm home."
She moaned in her sleep again and shifted slightly, exposing more of her breast to him. He groaned softly, and gave in and bent down kissed the top of her breast. He looked up to see if she awoke but she remained still. He smiled against her breast and licked lightly. He trailed his tongue down to her nipple and curled his tongue around it. She moaned in her sleep and her lips parted. Looking up, she still hadn't wakened and he got bolder in his attentions. He closed his lips around her nipple and sucked gently. Swirling his tongue around her nipple, he cupped her breast in his hand and raised it further to his lips.
She moaned again, this time in a different way. A way he knew and loved to hear. She was getting aroused and not even awake. She shifted again and rolled onto her back, her lips were parted, and her breathing became slightly heavy. Her breast laid exposed and her nipple hard and wet in the moonlight. He pulled down the other strap and exposed the other breast. He leaned over and licked it gently, then swirled his tongue around it the same as he had the other one. He reached over with one hand and cupped her other breast and held it. Trailing his tongue up her breast, over her collar bone, up her neck, and up to her ear, he gently blew into her ear.