Jennifer shuffled her load of papers between her arms and worked her keys into the door.
“Hello,” she fumbled with the lock, “I’m home!”
She pushed her shoulder against the door to push it open, the papers slowly inching their way down her chest.
“I could use some help here! Ethan where are you?” She contorted her body to slow the inevitable.
“What are you doing?” Ethan turned around the corner and quickly swooped up the falling files, piling them neatly on the foyer table.
Jennifer exhaled and slowly closed the door.
“Why were you so late?” Ethan reached out to help her with her coat.
“I told you I was going to eat at work, I had a lot to do.” Jennifer dropped her purse down on top of her papers.
Ethan firmly grasped her shoulders and turned her around.
“I wish you wouldn’t always be so late,” he tenderly stared into her eyes and lifted her chin.
Jennifer reached up and parted her lips as Ethan’s head tilted toward her. She felt his hand gently reaching to her side and caressing as his lips parted her and their tongues entwined.
“I have a surprise for you,” Ethan slowly pulled his head away.
Jennifer looked down at Ethan’s hand as it slowly reached into his pocket.
“You’ll have to put this on,” Ethan showed her a black blindfold. “I want it to be a big surprise.”
“I’m a little nervous,” Jennifer felt her heart flutter as she turned around and pulled her dark brown hair back.
Ethan didn’t comment as he snugged the blindfold under her eyes.
“Come with me,” Ethan reached out and pulled her hand.
Ethan led Jennifer all over the house, picking up things along the way. By the time they stopped Jennifer couldn’t tell what room they were in.
“What’s my surprise?” Jennifer tried to look in Ethan’s direction.
“Take off your clothes, nice and slow for me,” Ethan commanded.
Jennifer giggled then slowly began pulling blouse over her head. She put her hands behind her back and fumbled with the clasp on her bra.
“You look so sexy,” Ethan complimented her. “Tonight I want you to relax and let me guide you.”
“Okay, I guess,” Jennifer responded nervously, finally unhooking the bra and dropping it to the floor in front of her.
Ethan reached out and gently caressed on of her breasts, his thumb rubbing around the nipple.
“Okay, I guess,” Ethan squeezed her breast a little.
“Okay.” Jennifer returned emphatically even as she turned her head and body nervously.
“That’s better, now finish getting undressed,” Ethan slowly released his grip on her breast and reached down and unzipped her skirt.