Jessica had rushed home from work to put the finishing touches on her gift. She had taken the last hour off and beaten the traffic home, knowing the Brittany wouldn't be back until well after five.
It was now 5:15. The rose pedals were strewn over the bed, the candles were lit, and she was clean shaven.
Jessica stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around her moist skin, and began primping her hair. Her dark red locks fell just beyond her shoulders. They fell in waves, cascading around her face and barely touching her nipples. She applied only the most necessary make-up -eye liner and eye shadow, a little blush, and a dark burgundy lipstick. She dropped the towel and slipped on a black satin nighty that she had purchased for the anniversary. She exited the bathroom and made her way across the bed to where her lucite sandals were. After putting them on, her outfit was complete.
Jessica nearly bounced down the stairs when she noticed that the time was nearing 5:30, when Brittany would be home. She quickly walked to the kitchen and removed the bottle of Champagne and the two glasses that she had chilled from the freezer. As she heard the door open, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten Brittany's gift upstairs, and then smiled to herself when she realized that it didn't really matter.
Where Jessica is a trim 115, 5' 6" athletic woman, with a borderline C cup, Brittany was most definitely a bombshell. She was a platinum blond with stunning legs and a jaw dropping bust. She was always well kept, and always very tan. As she came into Jessica's view, Jessica noted that she was wearing ankle high black boots, tight black slacks, a matching tube top with left her belly button exposed, with an olive jacket. Her hair was slightly longer than Jessica's and it was always kept straight, parting only at her shoulders. To Jessica, she looked like a porn-star.
"Happy Anniversary!" Jessica boasted.
"And the same to you, love." Brittany noticed the Champagne and the chilled glasses. She knew that they would skip dinner tonight.
The two shared the wine with a bit of small talk, the usual chatter of family life, but it didn't take too long for the amorous Jessica to persuade Brittany to follow her upstairs for the rest of the evening.
The entered the bedroom, which was now glowing by the dim light of the candles. They kissed slowly, tasting each other with each small whip of their tongues.
Still standing, Jessica began clawing at Brittany's jacket, and it soon slid to the floor. The two were now engaged with one another. Brittany's hands had made their way to Jessica's ass, warmly gripping it through the soft folds of the satin gown. Jessica slid her hands into Brittany's hair, holding her lover's head back as she nibbled upon her neck seductively.
Jessica, a little more in control, moved the couple over toward the bed and broke their nestling by lightly pushing Brittany onto it's flowered surface.
"I've got a surprise for you." Jessica said. Her eyes betrayed a hint of mischief. "But first, I want you to strip for me."
Brittany knew this game, and gladly obliged. She quickly removed her boots and then slowly removed her pants, allowing Jessica to see the beauty of her golden skin. She teased Jessica with the removal of her top before letting it fall to the floor. Finally, she unclipped her bra and slid off her panties, stretching out naked on the bed.