It was just after 11 when arrived home, all the lights were out except for a reading lamp by the couch. Looking around the room he finds his wife asleep on the couch holding her book. He had just had the best day at work and was looking forward to sharing his excitement with her. With a slight sigh of sadness he goes to the fridge to get a beer, grabs his laptop and sits down to relax and think about how great his day was.
He was hoping to find his wife ready to celebrate, he wanted to make love to her and share with her his excitement. As he logged into his e-mail account he found a friend also logged on. He considered ignoring her and as he thought about messaging her, a box popped up. It was her. She wanted to know how his day had been. He sort of expected to hear from her, she always wanted to know if he did well or if he needed comforting. This time it was both. He replied to her letting her know that he had succeeded at work and was super excited about the future. She wrote back how proud she was of him and how she wished she could give him a great big hug to congratulate him.
When he wrote back that his wife was asleep, she suggested they meet somewhere to celebrate. Looking up at his sleeping wife he considers going out, but thinks better of it and declines the offer, even though deep down he wanted to go. He wanted someone to touch him and show him how loved he was. When he declined her invite, she suggested that she just tell him what she would do if they were together. This intrigued him, so he agreed.
She wrote that she would have met him in the parking lot at work, surprising him at his car.
"I quickly walk up to you reaching up to wrap my arms around your neck. As my mouth reaches your ear I whisper, "You look amazing," You smile and with your hoarse voice, you thank me. At the end of the hug I linger and gaze into your eyes and without thought I begin to kiss you.
You drop your black bag on the ground and wrap your arms around me. I feel you pull me tightly into you, my tits press up against your suit. My tongue enters your mouth deeper and as we kiss I feel your cock getting harder. Even though we are in the parking lot, we let loose. I have wanted you for more than a year and you needed to be touched and caressed.
You unlock your car and open the back door, moving everything off the seat you lay me down. Still standing outside the car, you run your hands down my legs, sliding my skirt up as you go. When you get to my hips you feel the string of my thongs and slowly pull them off. You begin to kiss my inner thigh and my pussy begins to swell for you.