I had got home early and you were still at work. I went into the kitchen and made a coffee, thinking I would start on dinner. You car pulls up outside and I hear your key in the door. "Hi", you call. "I'm in the kitchen", I reply.
You walk through the door with a mischievous smile on your face, "The department meeting was so boring" you say, "I spent the whole time thinking of you instead!" You wrap your arms around my neck and start to kiss me. Slowly and sensually at first, but slowly the passion builds. I'm running my hands over your body gently brushing past the sides of your breasts, along your waist to your hips. Sliding backwards and over your ass, I drag you closer still, pressing you against my rapidly stiffening cock. You respond by moving your hands down and start rubbing the outside of my trousers almost teasing him to steel like hardness.
You slide downward looking for something to satisfy your hunger. That something is my meat. Almost with one movement you unbuckle my belt, unzip my flies, and push my trousers to the floor. Your soft lips engulf the throbbing purple head of my cock and you slide it deeper into your mouth. I lean back against the kitchen cupboards as you work your magic. There is urgency within you as you rapidly work your mouth up and down, pausing occasionally to run your tongue around the tip of my shaft. I feel my balls tighten and a surge through my cock, but this only seems to increase the hunger within you, as you take my cock as deep as you can and my seed shoots down the back of your throat. I seem to come forever, but eventually the feeling subsides and I feel myself softening in your mouth. You are determined to get every last drop and lick up and down and around the top until eventually I slide out of you mouth with a pop! "Was I good" you say, "Do I get a reward?"