I had a bad day, it was one of those days where nothing seemed to go right. I had dinner on the stove waiting for you to come home. I guess I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing when I noticed something was burning. I ran into the kitchen and took a pot holder and grabbed the burning pot and set it into the sink. I turn on the exhaust fan to get the burnt smell out of the kitchen.
"Damnit!" I exclaimed, running water into the pot. "Well there goes dinner right down the drain..." I say pouring the spaghetti sauce into the garbage disposal. I go and check the freezer and see if there is anything else I can cook that won't take all night. I didn't even hear you pull into the driveway. "Damn! Damn! Damn!" I say out loud to myself.
"Hi babe..." you say walking into the kitchen. I shut the freezer and just lean aginstead the door.
"Hey, are you okay???" you ask walking over to me.
"No....." I answer feeling miserable.
"My poor baby...what happened...?" you ask taking me into your arms as you glance around the kitchen.
"I've just had a really bad day....." I say putting my arms around you and feeling you holding me tight. I love being in your arms, I don't want to bother you with my problems.
"Tough day baby???" you say leading me into the living room, we sit on the sofa, you pull me close. "Tell me all about it..."
"Well...first thing this morning after you left for work I went to get dressed and while I was gone
the neighbor's dogs got loose and got into our trash cans." I say remembering how mad I was at having to go out in the cold and pick up the trash. I told the neighbors about it and suggested they come and clean it up since it was their dogs.
"So what did Mister Wonderful say about his dogs?" you asked me.
"He said "I don't have to pick up your trash...." and he shut the door in my face."
"I'll have a talk with him..." you say hugging me.
"No...it won't do any good anyway...I cleaned it up."
I tell you about the rest of my day, how no matter what I did it just didn't turn out right.
"And then I burned the spaghetti sauce, and it'll take forever to thaw anything else out for dinner..." I say leaning my head on your shoulder.
"Wait right here..." you tell me getting up and walking toward the bedroom. I have to wonder what you are up too. You're back in a few minutes, "Come on..." you say taking me by the hand and leading me through the bedroom and into the bathroom.
"What are you up too?" I ask stopping in my tracks. You've started bathwater, dimmed the lights, lit my favorite candles and I can smell Jasmine bath beads. "Oh this is so sweet honey..." I tell you as you start to unbutton my shirt.
"Just take a nice long soak in the tub" you say as you continue to undress me, bending down and kissing me.
"Now....you just take a nice relaxing bath, take your time...." you say helping me into the tub. "I'll take care of dinner...." you reach for a bottle of bubble bath and pour it into the tub.
"You are so good to me..." I say sinking down into the hot water, oh it feels so good. I love a bubble bath.
"Just lay back and relax...." you tell me as you walk out of the bathroom. I lay there just soaking in the hot water, when I hear music from our bedroom, our favorite song. I can't help but smile at how you take care of me. I should be taking care of you after your long, hard day at work.
I soap up a wash cloth and run it up my arms, across my shoulders, feeling the suds running down my chest, across my tits. "This feels so good" I moan, it feels so good to just lay back and relax.
I rub the suds over my nipples, feeling them getting hard. Feels good, wish you were here with me.
