I step out of the car, black heels hitting the pavement, the cold breeze blowing against my smooth legs, feeling my thigh high stockings tug and pull against the suspender straps as they brush my bare ass.
Wearing tiny lace covered panties makes me instantly wet, the opening of my pussy covered only slightly, just to catch the drips of my juices from covering my thighs.
I walk down the street, my long raven hair bouncing and curling against my breasts,
tucked away into a low cut bra, I can feel my nipples brushing against my dress, hardening, sending cream dripping into my panties. Gushing across my bare Goddess skin.
I reach the foyer of the hotel. The anticipation making my body ache, knowing MY cock is waiting, MY worship, my submissive. My Husband.
His cock will be bare.
I walk to the door, heels gliding across the floor, those feet he loves. Those feet he will worship.
I knock and in that short walk, my body has swollen, my nipples hard, my pussy gaping, my panties soaked.
The door opens and he's wearing only boxers and a shirt, the length of my cock hanging between his legs.
I close the door and lift up my dress.
He takes in the full length of my Goddess body, from my deep "fuck me" eyes, my ruby red satin lips, the curve of my breasts, hips, belly, to the bare legs peaking out from my stockings.
"Kneel and Worship me, show me all your desires, show me how much you worship me."
He kneels at my black shiny heels,
his tongue gliding across the top of my foot. The warmth of his mouth, the wetness of his tongue, makes my pussy begin to drip, beg.
He kissed up my leg, following the scent of my wet pussy, inviting him in.
Overcome with desire he stands up, and pushes me against the wall, my nails scratching down his back.
I slide my fingers between the lips of my pussy and bring them up between his lips, he moans and sucks on them.
I slide my panties down my legs, off my heels and walk over to the bed.
He knows my bare pussy is aching for his cock.
