She heard a car roar past outside, was it him? As she stepped up and headed towards the bay window it appeared not, the noise just whispered away. She was waiting, still. As she turned back around she glanced at the clock on the wall before making her way back to the long leather settee which she had perched herself upon earlier, anticipating his return.
It was now past 6, Karla had been waiting for her fiancé to return for little over half an hour, her heart pounding every time she heard a car roll past along the road less than 300 yards from the house, yet completely hidden from view.
Karla had been engaged to her man for 4 and a half years now, him popping the question after nearly 2 and a half years of there shared love, sex and romance. Now they were still as close as ever, never drifting apart and never losing interest in each other. It was that once in a lifetime love that some people find, granted not everyone finds it attainable, heck almost half of marriages don't have it, some dismissing it as a myth. Yet, engaged and head over heals in love, Karla and Tom had it. They had always had it, there had always been something different about them, as a couple. Everyone could see when they first got together that they were crazy for each other, they suited and complemented each other, in all onlookers eyes, and behind closed doors they felt that spark themselves, the love they knew was so special, so original, and yet so delicate, that they could never take it for granted.
Karla's mind whisked back through the last, 6 years nearly, of her and Tom, memories of family encounters, strolls in the park, driving around until sunset and school with her now fiancé flooded back, before the later memories quickly replaced them, getting engaged, beginning university, moving in together, skinny dipping, wild sex and mainly, that uncontrollable lust she had for Tom, the one she had now, and the one that had been building all day, every time she thought of him.
He had changed her, there was no doubting that fact. The once quiet and shy teenager had blossomed into a bubbly, risqué and frankly outward individual who couldn't get enough of her future husband. This was what teenagers were supposed to be like, she knew that all too well. Karla had gone through that stage, problem was she had gone through it later than others, at the latter end of her teenage years, and still hadn't come out of it. She reiterated her final thought with one change, it wasn't a problem, it was a blessing. It was something that had led her and Tom to become closer and better than ever, something that had put them on the samee level finally, even putting Karla in a more constant state of arousal than Tom, a few times. It was something Karla had learnt to welcome into her life, rather than ignore, and it was a part of her that was growing stronger still as the relationship aged.
Karla was abruptly torn from her thoughts as the car door slammed outside the house, she had gotten lost so deep in her own memories that she hadn't heard to black Mazda pull up outside, or noticed the sexy figure of her husband smile her way, knowing she was waiting, before stepping out of the car. Karla flinched with excitement as she was once-again reminded of that ever growing ache between her thighs.
The latch on the door clicked as Tom walked through, nearly knocked off his feet as his fiancée bounded towards him before leaping into his arms, catching him off guard but with just enough time to drop the contents of his hands and wrap his arms under his girls cute tight buttocks, holding her around his waist as her lips immediately found his.
