He laughed and smiled. "I don't think that's it!" he playfully said. I think it's because you are a very bright, gentle, caring, sexy woman. You're luring me into your boudoir like a Siren and you needn't be so cunning. I will gladly accompany you there anytime. I am the luckiest man anywhere. I love you very much."
She impishly grinned again and asked "Did you say sexy in there somewhere?"
"Yes, I did."
"Why, Sir, you've made me blush! How is a lady to respond to such forwardness?"
He stopped and said, "Hopefully she will respond by kissing me like this." He held her close and kissed her with such desire that it took her breath away. He patted her lightly on the bottom and kissed her again quickly and said, "Let's go home, Lover." They both smiled contentedly as they got in their car.
When they got home, he hurried to her door and opened it for her. She smiled. They held hands as they went inside. Once inside, he helped her get her coat off and dropped it to the floor. He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her neck and shoulders. He reached around her and unbuttoned several top buttons of her blouse. She turned around and they exchanged a long lingering kiss. They yawned together and laughed at their mutual urges. They were tired and relaxed but had more than enough energy and desire to come together in their lovemaking. "I think our yawns mean it is bedtime. She yawned and smiled at the same time and nodded her head to agree that it was indeed bedtime although her yawn kept her from saying anything." They walked to the bedroom with their arms around each other. She sat down at her dressing table and took off her makeup while he was in the bathroom. She reached in her bra and felt her hard nipples. He came out as she took off the last of her makeup. "Honey," she softly said "Will you unbutton the rest of my blouse?"
He stood behind her and kissed her neck as his fingers nimbly undid each button accompanied by several kisses and light caresses of her delicious breasts and nipples. He undid some of the buttons on his shirt. She said, "I have a bit more to do, Honey." She wanted to brush her hair because she knew how her freshly brushed hair enhanced their lovemaking. He stepped away from her and started undressing. She picked up her brush and watched him undress in the mirror. She finished as he stepped out of his shorts. His deep yet gentle desire was apparent as her matching desire had been equally apparent in her nipples moments before. He pulled back the covers and got in bed. She put down the brush and lit some candles and turned off the lights. When her eyes became accustomed to the candlelight, she knelt on the bed next to him and leaned down to kiss him. Their hands caressed the others naked bodies. She straddled him and lowered herself on to him. She bounced up and down a few times to ensure they were both fully involved. She leaned forward and lay on his chest. Her beautiful long brown hair fell around his head creating an intimate little world just for the two of them; the rest of the world ceased to exist for the rest of the night. Their kisses were soft and filled with their mutual love, passion, and desire. This wasn't sex but a deeply meaningful, sublime sensual connection. That night, they made love many special times.
