Brad entered the house, walked back to the laundry room and dumped his bag on the floor. What a week. First week on the road since Jeni had moved in. Longest week ever. Walking back through the kitchen he noticed the note addressed "To my love" laying on a plate of brownies. He grabbed a brownie stuffed it in his mouth and read the note.
"No kids this weekend. There's a six pack iced in the cooler on the porch for after your shower. I fucking love you."
She definitely knows how to make a guy feel good about coming home.
Brad showered and slipped into sweatpants and a tee shirt. Jeni had pulled the cooler right up next to his chair on the porch. He sat down, lit a cigarette and grabbed a beer. After a little while he dozed off and woke to the sound of her car pulling into the driveway. He dumped his now warm beer and grabbed a fresh one.
Jeni walked out onto the porch unbuttoning the jacket of her suit. She must have had a meeting today, she didn't normally wear a suit. She reached into the cooler and took a beer for herself. "welcome home cowboy. Good week?" she asked as she set herself on the railing across from where he sat.
Brad looked up to answer her that no, it had not been a good week, and why couldn't she have at least kissed him. Then he saw. She had worn a corset under her suit, and thigh highs, not pantyhose. And, naturally, no panties. She sat perched with one leg on the railing giving him a full view. Something better than a kiss he thought. Brad lit a cigarette and stared at her. Jeni lit her own and stared right back.
A couple more sips from her beer and then, she stuck the neck of the bottle right into her pussy. He watched her pump it in and out for a few minutes, the neck collecting more and more of her juice. She stopped as abruptly as she had started. Licked around the neck of the bottle, took one last swig and flipped her cigarette out.
She swooped down and kissed Brad passionately. He could taste her, the beer, the cigarette.
"I'm going to get in the shower. I missed you this week."
Brad sat on the porch until he heard the shower going. Then he got up and went to their bedroom thinking of ways he could pay her back. It was a game to them both. She would do something he would try to outdo her, make her hornier than she had him. Then she would respond in kind. That's what made them so hot for so long. In the bedroom though he found she had already up the stakes. The bed was covered in the sex blanket, restraints were already attached to the frame, candles were set up but unlit.
