It’d been a long day at the office. One of those days you just want to come home, grab a cold beer, sit on the couch and veg for the next few hours. Stress from work was really starting to get to me, and I was looking forward to having nothing occupy my mind for a while. I don’t live with my girlfriend, but lucky for me she was going to be coming over soon. I was hoping to give her my sad-sack work story, and have her make me something for dinner.
When she arrived, I could tell she sensed my tension by the way she was talking. To be honest, I really appreciated it and knew I could use an evening of ‘babying’. After putting her bag in the bedroom, she came out to where I was laying on the couch, “Rough day at work?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe! I just can’t wait until we get past this transition period.”
“Well, just stay here on the couch and let me take care of you. Can I get you a drink?”
“Oh, yeah, sure hon, that would be great.” I knew this wasn’t the kind of night she wanted but sometimes you just don’t have control over things.
I heard the familiar clicking of ice in the shaker and knew she was making me a martini. She was here 5 minutes and she knew exactly what I needed. I swear, sometimes, she knows me better than I know myself. My body seemed ready to settle down and take the hint, so my eyes closed as I lowered my head to the couch’s arm rest.
“Well, work’s over and now it’s MY time,” I could hear her tease from the kitchen. I knew it was unfair to bring my work stress home and I really hated to do so. I hoped I could have this drink and leave it all behind.
I felt her lips brush my forehead and my eyes opened. I was met with the sight of her holding my martini wearing only her panties and bra. She was the same girl that walked in front of me just moments ago but it was like she was just registering in my brain. God, she was beautiful. Her short cropped hair framed her face like a masterpiece. Her bra was a light blue cotton and matched her thong panties. She always wore thongs, and I loved it. She had the most perfect heart shaped behind and it was the centerpiece of a wonderfully curvy body that oozed classic voluptuous sex appeal.
A smile cracked my lips and tension melted into the couch.
“Well, we’ll just have to figure out a way to make you forget about all that,” she cooed.
I already had.
She took her own drink and sat down across the couch from me with one leg tucked under her and her other leg drawn up close to her body.
“You’re gorgeous hon. You know that?” I asked. Her only response was a modest smile.
“So, how about you take a sip of that drink and we’ll deal with that stress of yours.” It wasn’t a question so much as a suggestion.
“What do you have in mind?” I inquired.
“I bet your back could use a nice rub down. Why don’t we put some music on, lower the lights and I’ll heat up some massage oil.”
As she got back up off the couch and walked to the back hallway to grab the oil I had a perfect view of her from behind. Her ass swooshed left and right as she walked away and I could have sworn she was adding a bit of tease to her stride.
“Actually, why don’t we hop in the shower first and soothe those muscles with some hot water?” she asked over her shoulder. That sounded good to me!
I took a sip from my martini as I walked towards the bathroom. Placing my glass on the sink, I turned on the faucet in the shower and adjusted the heat. She always liked a hot shower while I preferred them cooler, but seeing as this was to relax my muscles, I figured the heat would be good for me.
I had just gotten the temperature right and was taking of my clothes when she came into the bathroom. This time she was completely naked and had a few of the candles from my bedroom clutched to her bosom. As my gaze moved down her body I could see that she must have just shaved either earlier today or the night before. She always keeps her pubic hair trimmed but every once in a while, she’ll shave it completely off. She knows I absolutely love it and she likes the way it increases the sensation when we make love.
“I put the oil in the bedroom for later and decided we could use these in here. I hope you don’t mind?”
“Of course not,” I said with a smile.
After the candles were lit and placed around the bathroom, we climbed into the shower. The water was scorching but after a short time my body got used to it. She took the soap, worked it into a full lather and started to massage it into my skin. “Just let all that work-tension leave this sexy body,” she teased.
She turned me around so my back was to her and she had me lean my head forward under the water. Feeling her fingers run across my scalp felt so good. Suddenly, her fingers locked into my hair and she gently pulled my head back towards her.
Placing her face next to my ear, she whispered, “This is my time, and the water’s not the only thing that’s hot.”
I felt her lips softly pressing into the side of my neck before grinding hard into my skin. I immediately turned to face her and pulled her close to me. Lowering my head, our lips met. I could feel her tongue probe past my teeth and begin to play with my own. As my left arm curled around, pulling her closer, my right hand reached down to grab her ass.
