Jenny stared at the black sedan coming down the long, dusty driveway to her house. She had missed Tim. Four years is a long time to be without someone. Especially someone you love.
The car slowed to a halt, and Tim stepped out of the driver's seat. He was never one for formalities. He was dressed in a green tee shirt and jeans, which hung loosely over his tightly muscled frame, a product of being in the Army. Jenny knew that he looked good.
Not the Jenny wasn't good looking, either. Her hair flowed like molten amber over her tank top the pressed down on her ample breasts and accentuated her curvaceous figure.
Jenny knew that every day of Tim's four year long tour of Afghanistan only increased their want, their need for one another. She rushed at Tim and threw herself into his arms and kissed him fiercely.
Their lips locked together in a passionate embrace, her legs crossed and wrapped around Tim, her breasts crushed up against his chest as he held her tightly, the emotions of many long nights of longing flooding through them both with a passion that rivaled even that of Orpheus and Euradyce.
After what seemed to be hours of them kissing, Jenny and Tim let go and they stood looking into each others eyes. Jenny smiled as the pleasant warmth of lust slowly spread between her legs. Shivering with anticipation and standing on tip toe, she too Tim by the hand and took him swiftly into their house.
As she led him throughout each room, they both laughed and smiled as they remembered the anniversaries, the parties, the Christmases, the Thanksgivings, and the mundane Saturdays that were spent in each one, the only thing each having in common is that they were spent with each other.
As they started upstairs, the warmth between Jenny's thighs became moist and damp, and she nearly ran to the bedroom, her breasts bouncing up and down with each step. Jenny needed him now, more that any other desire she'd ever felt in her entire life.
At last they were stood by the bed and they once again locked themselves into an intensely passionate kiss. They both fell onto the bed, still lost in a kiss. Jenny ran her hands over his smoothly muscled back as she felt the nearly electric touch of Tim's hands as they glided gently over her legs and slowly rocked their way up and caressed her ass though her skin-tight jeans.
Jenny couldn't take it any more. She tore herself away from Tim's lips and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, lifting it up and off him in such a frantic manner it almost tore. Tim did likewise to her, and Jenny paused her hurried undressing of hi momentarily to take her bra off, letting her breasts fall free from their confines of fabric.