She lifted herself out of the water gently, standing and wrapping a towel around her body. Her hair was dry and she walked quietly towards her own room. She put on an emerald green silk nightgown. The hem danced lightly at the very top of her thighs, showing off her long, slender legs. There were two splits at the front, level with the hip bones that lightly protruded from her skin, covering her groin and showing just enough to have to use the imagination. The two straps that held it on her shoulders met in the middle of her chest, clearly showing her cleavage.
No imagination needed there.
Under the nightgown she was wearing an emerald and silver laced bra which was almost transparent. This was accompanied by an emerald and silver pair of boy-leg panties, ending in an upwards diagonal from the middle across her behind. She walked lightly across the bathroom floor. The door opened quietly and she stood in the doorway while his eyes scanned over her body, his lips contorted into a light smile.
The door closed and she walked closer to him. He sat on the edge of his bed, looking up at her with a look of satisfaction and love on his face. He was shirtless, the summer heat apparently too much. His body was firm, a lot more so than the last time she'd seen him this way. He must have been working at that during the summer. He was toned enough to be able to see the muscle that lay beneath, but not as worked so that they could be seen too clearly. She mentally thanked him for that. His arms, she noticed looked stronger than ever. That was something she loved. She came to a stop in front of him, close enough so that he reached out and pulled her down on top of him. He leaned upwards, pulling her further down at the same time, pushing their mouths into contact.
He'd missed her.
He rolled over on the large bed he had, forcing her under him. His legs planted either side of her hips, his hands holding both of her wrists above her head.
"You look beautiful."
She blushed. "Thank you."
"I want you, really bad"