I swear, today could not get over fast enough. Between the endless meetings, mindless small talk, and insistent nagging from ignorant employees, the traffic home felt like a dull annoyance. It was the thought of you that made me leave early, facing the beginning of rush hour traffic that was actually tolerable with you in my mind. It's been a decade, and you are still the one person I look for after long days like today.
I ritualistically take off my shoes, coat, and satchels as I walk into our home. I hear your favorite song blaring over the running water in the kitchen. I knew what I would be greeted by when I walked into the kitchen. Never do I tire of the sight, because I am still in awe of your beauty. I find you, as I expected, Standing in front of the sink, hips swaying to the music, your 'granny panties', as you like to call them, cupping your ass as your hips move from side to side. My cock stiffens as I watch you.
You must not have heard me come in, for when I come up behind you and grab your hips, you jump and scream. "What the hell! O Jesus you scared me." you say with a giggle of relief and hug me tightly. I kiss you deeply, holding your face and enjoying the taste of you. You respond in return by kissing me back just as deeply. Our tongues exploring each other's mouths, hands tightly pulling one another into ourselves. My hands cup your ass, and lift you on to the sink. Your legs wrap around my waist, pushing my trouser covered erection against you moistening panties.
Your lips break away from mine, as you suck in air and moan. I trail kisses from your cheek down to your collarbone. Your response is to pull me in closer, my any other word for cock aching to be relieved from my trousers.
I take off your shirt and throw it across the kitchen, taking a breast into my mouth and sucking on your nipple. You grab my hair and moan louder, my teeth tease your nipple with pain as I continue to play with it. I can not take the pressure growing in my pants. As I reach to unzip them, your hand knocks mine away. You proceed to unzip them yourself, with the reckless abandonment of a woman overcome by passion.