I had called you from the office around 4:00 to let you know that I had a project that I had to finish tonight and I wouldn't be home until about 8 or 9. I asked you not to hold dinner for me but that I would grab a bite at the restaurant next to the office and eat at my desk.
The job was a tough one but with the silence of the empty office, I managed to complete the task about an hour earlier than I expected. Since I had put in some overtime lately, I left my report on my boss's desk with a note that I was taking the next day (Friday) off and would see him on Monday. I drove the quiet streets towards our home hoping to surprise you with my earlier than expected arrival.
As I quietly opened the door and kicked off my shoes β oh, what a relief β I heard you singing softly to yourself from upstairs. I climbed the carpeted stairs and followed the sound of your sweet voice to the partially open bathroom door.
As I peeked around the corner without disturbing your reveries, I could see you laid back in steaming hot water up to your neck. When we first met, I had one of those old fashioned claw foot deep bath tubs installed that easily allowed us both to sink in to our chins without spilling any water. This was precisely what you were doing but with one special touch; as you sang sweetly and softly to yourself, small moans were escaping your lips, as your fingers were busy at your submerged pussy and at your slightly exposed nipple.