She was standing at the sink drying the dinner dishes, fantasizing about what she was going to do to her husband when he came home. She had put her son to bed early that night, with the hopes of getting in a nice, hot bath. So lost in her thoughts, she never heard the door open.
Seeing her standing there in one of his old Army PT shirts and nothing else was a sight he had dreamed about for a long time. The shirt had been worn and washed so many times that the soft material just clung to her like a second skin. The A and the Y curved outward around her breasts and the hem stopped just at her ass. He just stood there, gazing at her, drinking in her beauty. She had long, golden blonde hair that she had piled on top of her head, and green eyes that he could just lose himself in.
Over the years that they had been together, she had changed physically. After the birth of their son, she had a hard time losing the weight. It had left a mark on her mind. In his mind, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. But for a long time she wondered why he was still attracted to her. When he was still in the Army, he had been deployed for a long time to the Middle East, and while he was gone, she resolved to get herself back in shape as best she could, not just for her husband, but herself as well. She did, and the end result was her husband not being able to take his hands off of her.
Not sensing anyone else in the room, she continued her task. As she finished, she backed away from the sink into something solid, something that was most definitely male. His arms went around her, one of his hands spanning the front of her neck, the other gripping her hip. Tilting her head to the side, he kissed her just below the ear, in the spot that makes her knees buckle every time. Her hands went to the edge of the counter to steady herself. There was no fear, she knew who it was. Instinctively she pressed her backside against him, feeling his erection pressing into her.
"Did you miss me?" he breathed into her ear, lightly running his tongue along the edge of it. His hand slipped from her neck to grasp her left breast, the one he knew was the more sensitive of the two.
"You know I did,” she whispered. His fingers circled her nipple, making it harden to a point. Moaning, she pressed herself into him again, making him pinch her nipple, pulling on it lightly. The hand that had been on her hip was slowly working its way down to the hem of her shirt, and under it. Caressing her softly rounded stomach, he groaned, confirming his suspicions of her not wearing any panties. As his hand slid down, he found that she had shaved her mound. A new wave of lust shot through him as he slipped his fingers between her pussy lips, grinding himself into her ass. He barely touched her clit, circling it, teasing her, as his other hand kept working on her nipple. Kissing her neck, he slipped a finger inside her, causing her to jump. The wetness he found between her legs proved to him that she wanted him as badly, if not more than, he wanted her.
Trying to turn in his arms, she felt him tighten his hold on her, his hand applying more pressure to her breast and sliding another finger into her pussy. Her legs were quickly turning to rubber, and she was using the counter to support her. " I need you,” she moaned.
"Not yet. I want to tease you some more". The fingers inside her started moving, his thumb pressing on her clit. " I want you to come for me,” he said huskily. “NOW!” His hands worked their magic on her and she was cumming in seconds.
“Ooohhh…god yeeesssss…..” she cried. Her knees buckled under her, causing him to remove his fingers from inside her to catch her before she fell. She took the opportunity to turn and face him, locking her lips on his. She wrapped her arms around his neck, molding her body to his. “I missed you so much” she said with tears forming in her eyes. His arms tightened around her, one hand sneaking up to pull the pins from her hair. As her hair fell, he ran his fingers through it, stroking it, soothing her.
“Sshhh…I’m home now. I’m not leaving again” he murmured into her hair. As she calmed down, he started to lead her into their room. “I won’t be traveling anymore for work, babe”. He started grinning as he saw the smile light up her face. “I’m going to be around so much you’ll want to get rid of me.”
“I’d never want to get rid of you. You can be my shadow and I wouldn’t complain.” She shut their bedroom door, leaning up against it with a very satisfied smile on her face. He stood next to the bed, wondering about the look that was on her face. Anytime he had seen it in the past, the night had been unforgettable. Hearing the lock click, he smiled, watching her as she moved towards him, her hips swaying suggestively. He saw her eyes darken to an emerald green as she laid her arms around his neck, claiming his mouth. Molding her body to his, she deepened her kiss, putting in it all the passion she had been keeping inside her since he left. His arms went around her, his tongue entering her mouth. She moaned into his mouth, as his hands slid down her back to rest on her ass, kneading it lightly. She slipped one of her hands down the front of him, slowly rubbing his chest, going lower and lower until she reached the fly of his jeans. Feeling the hardness beneath the cloth, she pressed her hand against it, drawing a gasp from him. Encouraged by the reaction, she unzipped his fly and snuck her hand inside, grasping him, this time causing his knees to buckle. Breaking the kiss, she removed her hand from his pants. She pulled his shirt up and off of him, then undid his belt and button, pushing his jeans down over his hips, pulling his boxers down with them. Yanking off his shoes, she tore the jeans off the rest of the way, pushing him back onto the bed. She straddled his lap, claiming his mouth again, her tongue entering his mouth forcefully. His hands went to her hips, his fingertips digging into her flesh. He lifted his hips up to hers, pressing his dick against her clit. She started rubbing herself against him, coating his dick with her wetness.
Breaking the kiss, she asked, “What do you want?”
“ I have what I want….you” he replied, as his hands went to the hem of her shirt, pulling it up over her head. Throwing the shirt across the room, he laid his hands on her breasts, kissing her neck. She wrapped her arms around him, just happy to be with him. Lost in the joys of being near her husband, she didn’t notice him moving his hands, cupping her breasts, kissing his way down from her neck. Lightly licking the top part of her breast, he squeezed both softly, making her gasp. He then slowly ran the tip of his tongue around her nipple, making the tip harden to a point, causing a shock to run through her body. She groaned, grinding herself on his lap, trying to ease the pressure building inside her. He pressed his hips up to hers, taking the nipple in his mouth, softly sucking and nibbling at it, while teasing the tip of the other breast with his fingertips.
