2:30 pm |
When he gets home, there she stands before him wearing a short tight fitting low cut peach dress. She greets him with a kiss. "Mmmmmm, Luv, how are you feeling", she whispers softly to him.
"Much better, now that I have you in my arms", he whispers back the scent of her perfume fill his senses. The warmth of her body against his makes his manhood stir. God, he can't get enough of her, he thinks.
"I have a bath all ready for you", she says as she takes his hand and leads him into the bedroom. She starts to undress him and slowly she removes each article of clothing. Her fingertips which brush against his bare flesh feel like little shots of electricity on his body. He closes his eyes and enjoys the sensations that her touch gives him. When he's naked, she stands back and admires his body, than takes his hand and leads him toward the bath-tub. He steps in and slowly sits down into the warm water, feeling his body began to relax.
"I'll be right back", she whisper. Closing his eyes he can feel the tension of the day easy from his body and his thoughts go to Lora, in her tight dress. He thinks of how sexy she looked with pert nipples pushing against the material as if they were screaming to be let out. |
5:38 pm |
His hand slowly reached across in the dark to find hers. It didn't surprise her; this was how it always went. This was how she liked it. She liked having his hand on hers. Compared to her own, his hands were so warm and big. They didn't tremble or shake. Just the way his hands felt on her body made her want to faint on the spot. She always swore that just his touch was enough to send shivers down her spine.
He put his arm around her and she snuggled closer to him.
At that point, nothing else mattered. The only thing on her mind was his touch. |