Honey, I’m Home!

“Honey, I’m home,” I say as I close the front door getting home from work.  You meet me at the top of the stairs in your little black dress and heels.

“Babe,” I say, “What’s the occasion?”

“I thought it was time for an ordeal,” you say.

“Oh, baby, you’re a dream come true.”

I reach tenderly for your face, our lips touch and I melt.  You put your arms around my neck as we continue kissing, feeling more and more passionate.  I begin to feel your breasts and realize that you are braless in your dress.  I continue caressing them hoping it will speak to you as I enjoy every second of it.  One of my hands slides down your waist around to your sensuous bottom and notice that you are commando in your dress.  “Oh, baby,” I say, “you really know how to fulfill your husband’s fantasy.”

Our lips part and we look lovingly into each other’s eyes.  “Let’s go to the bedroom,” you say.  We go to the bedroom where we find the candles lit.  I stop behind you and reach around your waist and hold you close.  You wiggle your buns and I press my erect maleness against you.  You turn around and we embrace and kiss deeply again.

You then strike a sexy pose and pull the hem of your skirt up.  Your legs are absolutely gorgeous in the black nylons and heels.  You are so sexy!!!  You pull your skirt higher and I begin to see the tops of your nylons and see you are wearing your black garter belt.  Oh baby, what did I do to deserve this?  . . .  a beautiful, sensuous wife; a great show plus an amazing lover’s game.  You quickly pull your dress off and there you are naked from the waist up except for your heart necklace.  Below your waist you are stunning in your sexy garter belt, stockings, and heels.

I take you by the hand and guide you to the bed, laying you back carefully.  I take a couple moments just to admire you.  Your hair looks extra good tonight, your face is so sweet and your smile is to die for.  Your breasts look inviting, I notice your nipples look excited about the party, too.  The garter belt perfectly frames your most feminine part with its matching hair.

I kneel in front of you and nuzzle your feminine triangle with my nose, inhaling deeply smelling your wonderful aroma.  Oh, baby, you excite me!  You spread your legs, pulling one leg up onto the bed.  I reach over and spread your puffy feminine lips and brush aside the hair.  I’m salivating just thinking about tasting you.  I very softly and wetly run my tongue over your little piece that’s made just for excitement, I move my tongue gently back and forth over you.  You let out a moan and I hear your pleasure.  As you slowly become more excited, I give you a little more pressure with the firm tip of my tongue.  I start to explore you a little; I run my tongue in your folds and stick it into your opening, wishing my tongue were about twice as long as it is.  I lick you again; oh I love the taste of your juices.  Like Solomon, I have come to my garden and I am eating its pleasant fruits.  Moving back up to your clitoris, I work my tongue more intently.  Based on your moans, heavy breathing, and nipple twisting I know you are getting excited.

“Oh, baby,” you say, “I want you inside me.”

Obviously, I’m thrilled to oblige you, as I’m standing up you roll over on your stomach and spread your legs apart.  I prepare to mount you and you reach between your legs and guide my rock hard man-ness to your entrance.  I effortlessly slide into your feminine love tunnel and, wow, baby, you take my breath away!

I begin rhythmically experiencing your delights.  I love the way that your buns feel against me and tonight they look so sweet framed in the black lace!  You’re a feast for my eyes as well as my senses.  About this time I am thinking that I don’t ever want this to end, or – if it does, maybe we can do it again tonight!  This is so meaningful, so special, so bonding with the girl that I love and adore.  I’m brought back from my thoughts by your moans and your excited voice saying, “I’m going to cum, sweetheart!”

I hadn’t realized that you have been caressing your clitoris, but WOW BABY, it is so exciting that I immediately start to sense the familiar feeling and I groan, “Baby, let’s do a duet.”   Our bodies go in sync, our breathing can’t keep up.  We are moaning and groaning and gasping for breath as our bodies tense and shake.  I collapse and revel in you, my love.

After a couple of moments to catch our breath, we tenderly kiss again.  I don’t think this could have been any more fun, any more special, any more fulfilling, or any more bonding to the lady that I cherish!

Now that was an ordeal!

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