Edited by Rozezwild
Ellis Williams took his lunch in his office, assessing his finances. He loved banking online. Between bites of his ham and cheese sandwich from the vending machines, he paid his mortgage. He smiled and took another bite into the stale sandwich, looking at the picture of his wife, Sharon in her string bikini on his desk. He paid the note on their SUV, and on the sedan that he drove.
He finished paying the bills, and then looked up their other accounts. The balance on the account Sharon used for her expenses was way too low. He knew that she would be having lunch with her friends, and the amount in the account could barely pay for lunch at a fast food join. He transferred a few hundred dollars into the account, and then viewed the transactions.
Sharon had expensive taste, but the outfits pleased him. He loved the assortment of high heel sandals that showed off her cute little toes and pretty feet. No matter if it was slacks, jeans, short, skirts, or dresses she bought them to accentuate her naturally beautiful ebony curves.
Ellis pulled the jewelry box from his desk containing the diamond charm bracelet he purchased to commemorate the first time he saw her. It was her smile and laugh that drew him to her. Her erotic beauty was apparent, but the sound of her voice filled him. He was in love with her from that moment, even though it took him a month to take her out for the first time.
He had been moonlighting over the past few weeks doing contact computer programming to get the expensive token of his love for her. He wanted to surprise her with it, so he didn't mention his freelance work to her. He told her that he was just working late.
The day seemed to drag on, because of his anxiety to rush home to be with his wife. He stared at her curves and smooth brown skin, making himself more and more anxious to get off work. He finally took the last hour off and left early.
He blew his horn weaving through traffic on his thirty mile trek home from his office. Thoughts of holding her in his arms, smelling the light scent of her perfume, and feeling the curve of her sweet brown buns had his cock throbbing in his pants. "Come on!" he shouted at the cars in front of him. In spite of his best efforts, it took him nearly an hour to get home through the heavy traffic.
He calmed himself when he realize that he was about to get pissed, because he had to bring the garbage can in from the curb. The homeowner's association, of which he was a member, would surely fine him if he left it out over night. He was being silly, and he knew that.
He heard a noise coming from the back of his house, and then he saw his neighbor's dog running from back there. He made a mental note to have his neighbor sent a letter. It annoyed him to find dog crap on his manicured lawn.
He used the extra set of keys to make sure that the alarm on their European SUV was set before he enter his home. He could hear the shower going from downstairs. There were a couple glasses on the counter. He imagined her and her girlfriends sitting around talking about other people's business.
Sharon's clothes were scattered on the floor of the bedroom. A habit that she had been doing well to break, but Ellis accepted the little things about her, as she accepted his freakish organizational habits. He saw her panties draped over the bottles of perfume on the dresser, and imagined her kicking the off like she did when they were caught up in the heat of passion.
Ellis stood poised in front of the bedroom door showing more patience than he had trying to get home. He held the jewelry box open in presentation for his wife to walk out. He imagined the water rolling over her even toned skin, and the scent of cocoa butter lotion she would no doubt apply to every inch.
