Abigail neatly put her apron away before starting to brush her fur.
Braidyn should be back any moment now, and she wanted to give him a nice surprise.
What time does to people, she thought, for when she was but a young adventurer heading out into the world, the idea of her being an excited wife putting things away while she excitedly waited for her hubby would have been utterly ridiculous.
But life does take you in odd directions, sometimes dire and sometimes pleasant.
Many with dreams of domestic quietness have had their lives uprooted and cast to the wind, while others, like her, just found out that sometimes you find someone who brings something in you that you'd have never guessed was there.
A wry smile showed in her wolfish muzzle, as she rolled her eyes at her own visage.
She usually wore nothing in the house, unless she was doing something that could get her fur dirty, and perhaps a pair of undies to keep her bits from touching the furniture. Abby was sure her hubby appreciated this, and she loved teasing him.
Excitedly, she went to sit on the couch near the front door, quietly reading a book but frankly too giddy to follow the story, she was dying to see him.
After what felt like an eternity, a knock finally came from the door, and Abby almost flew from her seat towards the front door, opening it with such force she almost slammed it in her face.
And there he was, his lovely brown fur gently shining under the sunlight.
"Hi ho..." Before Braidyn could finish his sentence, Abby had pulled him in by his jacket and slammed him against a nearby wall, closing the door with a kick.
Her muzzle met his, and she kissed him with such desire that the handsome catfolk became breathless.
Their bodies intertwined in a sensual hug while their lips and tongues wrestled as if their life depended on it.
Abby was wagging so much with her bushy tail that she seemed ready to take off, her strong hands angrily pulling at her husband's belt and pants, almost ripping them off him.
"I missed you too," he said with a playful tone, his green eyes filled with unbridled passion for her.
The ravenous wolf dropped on her knees, using his pants to cushion her kneecaps against the hardwood floor, and let out a groan of excitement as her trophy was finally liberated from its cloth prison.
Her husband was already mightily erect, his cock throbbing for her attention.
Abby shoved her face against his scrotum as she gripped his burning member, licking, nibbling and nuzzling his balls while shooting him a fiery look with her golden eyes.
"You better have these nice and full for mommy," she said with a grin.
Her hubby's eyes rolled back as he petted her mane, his lovely cat-like face contorting into a comical grimace of joy.
"Haven't touched it, all saved for my dearest wife," he said, biting his lip.
He was so cute it made Abby aggressively passionate, she channelled the desire of biting him into a brutal deep throat, her long tongue licking the base of his cock as she happily choked.
"How are you so fucking cute," she said almost breathlessly as she pulled back and returned to her previous ball worshipping, nibbling every cute little wrinkle her tongue could find.
A purr of delight escaped him as she gently stroked his length, tightly gripping his hard yet spongy member, its veins pulsating against her hands.
She could barely pull her tongue away from his ball sack, the smell of his arousal making her decidedly feral.
"You've had a bath, cheeky kitty," she said, slowly licking the underside of his scrotum.
"I suspected you were going to devour me as soon as I arrived, so I thought I'd better be nice and clean for you," he said, in between moans and purrs.
Abby couldn't help but dig her claws slightly on his thighs, his sweet nature made her go insane.
"I would have ravaged you anyway, but this makes me want to eat you even more..." she said, closing her jaws around his fuzzy sack, nibbling and slurping it as if it was candy.
The cute kitty groaned in delight, his legs tensing up for his lovely wife.
"It's not fair that only I get some downstairs attention love," he said with a cute smile.
Abby raised an eyebrow at him, squeezing his delightful cock while she clawed at his thighs.
"My cheeky kitty wants mommy's pussy, huh?" she said, her tongue tenderly exploring the slit at the tip of his cock.
Her hubby had to bite his lip and fade for a second before responding, Abby's teasing melting his thoughts.
"I just want to make you feel good..." he said with his sweet and caring voice.
Abby stood up and dragged him playfully by the dick to one of the sofas, throwing him on it before climbing on top of his warm body and aim her utterly drenched pussy at his muzzle.
"Seeing you whine and moan for me makes me feel good, but since you're so keen on using that magical tongue of yours..." she said as she planted her rear on his face, a happy giggle and moan escaping him before his claws gripped Abby's divine hips and glutes.
The she-wolf drooled in delight as her husband masterfully applied his rugged cat tongue against her lower lips, her hands squeezing and stroking his cock with joy in response.
"Damn, you're good with your tongue, kitty," she said, biting her lip, pressing her rear against his face, knowing how much he liked it.
