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.
Tim deftly undid the zipper and button of her jeans, and she slid down his torso, dragging her bare breasts over his stomach and down his legs, stopping to hurridly undo his jeans, her face mere inches away from where her hands were working desperately. With a look of extreme lust, Jenny pulled Tim's jeans down his legs and off, taking his shoes and socks off with them.
Tim took Jenny by the waist and guided her up so she was sitting on his stomach. With gentle but strong hands, he removed Jenny's jeans and revealed her panties, which were soaked through at the crotch. Unable to wait any longer, Jenny once again slid herself down Tim's body and leaned over his boxer- briefs, where his hard member was straining to break free against the fabric. Licking her lips in hungry anticipation, her face nearly touching his underwear, she tore his briefs down his legs and away from his cock, which sprang free and nearly hit Jenny in the face.
Jenny looked in amazement as she remembered how perfect Tim's cock was. It stood straight up from him like a steel rod, and it was so thick that as she grasped his shaft, her thumb and middle finger barely touched. Without thinking at all, Jenny plunged his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his gains as her hand pumped up and down his shaft.
After only seconds of this, Jenny desperately wanted her turn. She quickly spun around so her legs straddled Tim's head. Tim stripped off her sopping panties and threw them aside, revealing her dripping pussy with its perfectly formed labia and neat patch of blonde hair.
Tim wated no time. He plunged his tongue into her vagina, making intricate patterns with his tongue whilst rubbing her protruding clit with his hand. Jenny lay on top of him with her breasts crushing against his stomach feeling waves of pleasure wash over her, making her moan softly as she slowly ran her tongue up and down the length of his penis.
The pleasure intensified as Tim quickly replaced his tongue in her with two fingers, which he slammed in and out of Jenny, her juices coating and running down his hand as his fingers sloshed in and out of her with lightning speed. Jenny shuddered and screamed in sheer pleasure as her first orgasm with Tim in four long years roared over her like a freight train, engulfing her entirety in wave after wave after wave of pure wonder and pleasure.
