This is my first Posted story. I write a lot but I generally keep them tucked away in a tiny notebook underneath my bed. I hope you all like my story.
I was on my knees cleaning out the bottom of my bathtub. Adorned in only cut off jean shorts and a bra. I was antsy and a bit nervous so I was trying to keep myself busy. You see my husband was due home tomorrow. He'd been away in prison for the past 3 years. I missed him so much but, I was worried about whether things would be awkward between us. Just then I heard a noise in the hall behind me. I look over my shoulder to find my husband standing behind me. He has just as nervous a look on his face as I do.
I didn't know exactly what to do so I turn on the shower water and asked him if he felt like taking a shower. "There are other things I can think of" he answered. I smiled a crooked smile and it dawned on me to ask as he approached me...."Why are...well I thought....How did you get here so early?" He did not answer as he grabbed me up into his arms and hugged me fiercely. I fumbled around trying to get comfortable in his arms. He let's me go and gently grabs my face. The kiss he gave me empowered me. I started to remember. Comfort started over me.
I needed him. My pussy started to get wet just looking at the hungry look in his eyes. I was worried that advancing on him might be too much too soon. I did not want to thrust my needs to heavily upon him. But after three years I needed him like he could never imagine. Trust me...I went thru a few vibrators while he was gone but they never put it to me like he could. Suddenly twisted out of my thoughts he moves closer to me and I feel HIS growing need.
He wraps his arms around me and pushes me back till my back was braced against the shower door. He smiled at me and ran his hand down my side till it was curved around my ass. Then he ran it down further to the back of my thigh, he lifted my leg up and my instinct was to wrap it around him yet he stopped me. He had me set my foot on top of the toilet lid. He then kissed my neck, then down to my nipples thru my bra, next my tummy. I started then to feel my pussy jump. I could feel his breath right outside the seat of my jeans.
Instead of putting his lips there, he started to smell me there. I looked down at him and he replied that it had been so long since he smelled the scent of a turned on woman he just wanted to remember. He pulled aside the crotch in my jeans and I felt his fingers slide into me I leaned back into the shower door and as my breathing got heavier I stopped myself from begging him to just take me.