It was one of those perfect Saturday morning's; you know, the kind where you wake up when your body tells you it's time, not the alarm. I glanced at the clock. It was 9:15am. I yawned as I stretched my long legs down and found the cool part of the sheets.
As I thought back to our evening together, I smiled. You had been so thoughtful lately; so caring and sweet. I thought about how giving you had been, making sure I was always taken care of, and spoiling me in bed. I couldn't remember the last time we had been intimate and you had not made sure you had licked me to orgasm before anything else.
I grabbed my cell phone and sent you a text message.
"When will you be here?" it read. You had gone into the city early that morning to check on the latest job your crew had been working on.
"Everything looks good here. I should be back around 2:00. I love you," you replied. I smiled again, rolled over, and fell back to sleep.
When I woke, it was 11:30. I grabbed the remote, turned on the TV and flipped through the channels, stopping on the weekend entertainment news. I felt a rumbling in my tummy, so I got up and made myself some toast. I emptied the dishwasher and threw a load of laundry in the washing machine. After finishing a few chores, I decided to jump in the shower.
I turned the water on, tested it, and stepped in. I felt the warm water hit my skin and it sent a shudder through me. As I showered, I thought about the evening to come and decided I had better shave my pussy so it would be nice and smooth for you. When I was finished, I rinsed the shampoo from my hair, washed my face and turned the water off. I wrapped a towel around me, stepped out and went and laid on the bed again to cool off.
As I lay there, I thought about all of the attention you had showered me with lately and began to feel slightly guilty for not reciprocating. It seemed as though every night had been focused solely on me, my pussy and my pleasure.
I remembered back to one night several months ago. We had been out at a comedy club and I had had, what seemed like, a dozen cocktails. When we got home, I was so horny that all my inhibitions had been shed. I had decided it was a good time to try out my little school girl outfit from a few Halloween's ago. Needless to say, it had been a big hit with you. There were several times since that night that you had made mention of the possibility of me wearing the outfit again. I decided today was the day.
I looked at the clock; it was 1:30. I went to the closet and got out my skirt. I rummaged through my panty drawer and pulled out a pair of crisp, white cotton panties. In the drawer below, I found the bobby socks with the lace ruffle and little white bows, as well as a lacy black bra. As I dressed, I wondered what shirt I should wear. I looked through my closet and settled on a tight, low cut, white blouse.
I pulled the blouse on and adjusted the neckline so that it fell well below the top of the black bra. Perfect. Innocent yet slutty.
I went into the bathroom and applied my makeup. I sprayed on your favorite perfume, making sure the mist fell on my neck and cleavage area. I lifted my skirt and gave my panties a little spray as well. I brushed my hair and decided to go all the way with the school girl theme.
I parted my hair down the middle and gathered each side in a high pigtail. I swished my hair back and forth, smiling. Something was missing. I parted each pigtail into three sections and braided them, tying each with a white ribbon at the bottom. I applied some red lipstick, topped it with some shiny lip gloss and took a step back. I looked fabulous.
I looked at the clock. It was 2:04. I decided to give you a quick call to see where you were so I knew how much time I had.
"I'm about 5 minutes away. Are you hungry? Should I stop and get us some lunch?" you asked.
"I think it would be a good idea if you just came straight here," I answered.
"Why? Did you make something to eat already?"
"Something like that," I said. "Trust me, you won't be disappointed."
"Ok. See you in a few," you said and hung up.
I quickly opened my nightstand drawer where we kept all of our toys. I decided on the purple vibrator with the ball at the tip that stimulated my G-spot, as well as the big, realistic looking dildo. You loved to use that monster thing on me, but I didn't let you do it often, as the size of it was sometimes uncomfortable for me. I set both toys on the night stand, positioned myself on the bed and waited.
I didn't have to wait long. Within just a minute or two, I heard your keys in the door. As you made your way to the kitchen to put your things on the counter, you caught a glimpse of me when you walked passed the bedroom.
Within a few seconds you were standing in the doorway with a huge grin on your face.
"Looks like you've been busy!" you said. You walked over to the side of the bed, bent down and pushed your tongue into my mouth. You stood up and adjusted your growing cock. Looking at the nightstand, you saw the toys I had selected. You lifted my skirt and grinned.
"Mmmmm.....my favorite," you said about the white panties. You bent back down, pushing your tongue back into my mouth and obscenely grabbed my pussy.
You pushed me back and said "Have you been playing with yourself? Your panties feel a bit damp."
"No. I wanted to, but decided to wait for you." With that, you grabbed my right leg and crossed it over my left, rolling me over on to my stomach.
"Waited for my what?" you teasingly asked, lightly biting my neck. Of course you knew, you just wanted to hear me say it.
