Have you ever had one of those days when nothing seems to go right? Where you feel as if some divine power is just toying with you? Well by 6pm, I had had enough. My horrible day was about to end, the only thing was, is that I had no idea...
I entered the house thinking that it felt good to be at home, away from the noise of the city, away from the hassles of work. Our house is so cozy and warm that from the minute you walk inside, you're transported to another place, a happy place. I put my coat on the hanger, flicked off my shoes at the door and walked into the kitchen where a heavenly smell was coming from. There you were, dressed in a baseball cap that was supposed to be a chef's hat and an old shirt wrapped around your waist like a mock apron. So cute that a smile came across my face almost instantly.
You were leaning over the boiling pot, tasting the fruit of your labours. "Hope there's enough for you, I’m famished," I say was I walk up behind you and wrap my arms around your waist.
You turn around in my arms and look down up on me with a silly grin. "Hello beautiful," you whisper as you kiss me tenderly. “I tried something a little different tonight...all I want you to do is enjoy," you say as you walk me slowly to the table, which was beautifully set.
You sit me down and bring the pot to the table. It smells wonderful and my stomach growls. You'd made beef stew. MMMmmm yummy. Perfect for a hard day. We talk through dinner, and you tell me all about your day.... I relay mine to you as well.
"Aww poor baby,” you say and push out your cute lower lip. "I'll make it all better...promise.” It was the way you whispered ‘promise’ that made me shiver from head to toe. That little sparkle in your eyes that told me you had something else up your sleeve.
I leaned in a little and unbuttoned my blouse to show a little more cleavage, with no complaints. Your eyes darted down to get a better look and I pulled your face in closer to give you a soft kiss on the lips. The soft kiss didn't last for long at all. Soon we were locked in a passionate kiss, nearly knocking over the table as you pulled me to sit on your lap.
"Oh god,” you whispered. "You always taste so good.” Another long kiss, then you pull away for a moment, "Wait honey, I have a surprise for you."
Mmm I love surprises. You take my hand and walk with me up the stairs to our bedroom. It’s full of candles casting a romantic glow around the room. “Oh baby, this is so beautiful,” I gasp.
You smile and bring me further into the room and sit me down on the edge of the bed. Then slowly, without saying a word, you kneel in front of me and begin to undress me all the while gazing into my eyes. Gently you unbutton my blouse, button by button, skimming my full breasts as you do so. Instantly my heart rate increases and my skin feels as if I've been branded by your touch. I moan softly as my shirt falls to the floor. Next, you unclasp my skirt in the back, and gently tell me to lift my bottom so that it too can be removed. Your penetrating gaze is driving me wild. You look at my body like a man in complete lust and it feels good to be able to have that power over you.
Gently you hold my hands and stand with me at the foot of the bed...staring deep into my eyes. You smile a little, wickedly, and pull me towards the bath. A bath is ready and waiting for me to get inside. Bubbles everywhere, lights down low, and soft music in the background. You kiss me more deeply this time, and your hands are beginning to wander over my body...paying special attention to my behind. I melt into your arms; I can't believe you did all this for me!
Softly you push my bra straps over my shoulders, and unhook it. My firm breasts spring free, and I hear you gasp at the mere sight of them. "God, I love your breasts," you say just before you lean your head down and kiss them each in turn. What was on a slow simmer is now on full boil. I moan aloud as your tongue does lazy laps around the nipples.... teasing them. Hot flashes are running down my spine and causing the fire burning in my core to nearly burn out of control. It’s all I can do to keep standing, as my knees go weak at your touch. You go lower still, kissing and licking down my stomach. Dipping your tongue into my belly button for an instant. I gasp aloud because it is almost as if you've dipped your tongue in my other hollow...the one where I'm nearly desperate for you now. Lower still, you kiss. Reaching the top of my panties. Gently, you fall to your knees in front of me, and take a hold of my hips.
Softly, you pull down the fabric of my panties and start to lick just under the seam. It’s almost too much for me. My heart is pounding harder in my ears than ever before. Every hair on my body is standing on end. That simple lick causes my panties to become saturated. You know what you're doing to me. You know exactly what you're doing. And it turns you on even more to know that you've got me right where you want me. You pull the panties even lower, and this time you start to place gentle little kisses at my hip. The only other place on my body that can make me reach orgasm, besides the obvious.
"Oh god baby...not the hip,” I gasp. My body is quivering with need and want. God, if you don't stop soon.........
As you kiss me, you pull my panties all the rest of the way down my legs to the floor. Gently, you lift my legs up to pull them off of me completely. Stroking the back of my calves as you do. Then you move higher, to the back of my thighs. Tickling me.
Hotter and hotter I get as your tongue swirls over my hip. "Please baby,” I plead. You know what I want. But you want to hold off just a little longer...torture me a little more. And just when I'm almost at the place of no return, you stop. And kiss your way back up to my mouth, intending to kiss me tenderly and leave me for a while to take my bath and relax. Intending to rattle me, and let me stew. But it didn't work out that way. Your plan backfired.
As soon as your lips hit mine, I nearly lost control. I kissed you back with such passion, such force, that I knocked you against the wall. Pressing myself against you and devouring you. What could you do but kiss me back?
My fever was contagious. In a matter of seconds, your hard manhood was straining against your jeans. Your hands were roaming all over my body, and my body rubbing up against you was nearly too much for you to take. God, you wanted me...
