"Hon?" I mumbled as I peered around the corner of the kitchen, but she was nowhere to be seen. Nothing was cooking. No lights on.
I turned around and walked back through the living room, which was quiet and dark. The early morning haze was seeping through a small crack in the curtains of the picture window. I headed back the hall. The bathroom door was open and darkness within. I peeked in each bedroom, as I went by, on my way to our master bedroom. As I turned in the open door, there she was, lying flat on the bed with her head lightly raised on several pillows.
"Hey! There you are." I said happily.
Her head barely moved, but her eyes moved over to me, as a warm smile appeared. She had her phone up a foot in front of her face. She was messaging, or social media, or whatever.
I hesitated in my tracks for a moment though, as I took her in.
She was naked. Totally naked, and still partly wet from a shower, I presumed. Her pale white skin gleamed in the whisper of light entering the room. Her silver blonde hair was wild and uncombed. She had it just bunched together and pulled to one side. It laid down over her chest, clear past her tummy. Her right breast was mostly covered.
Her grin was widening as my eyes scanned her body. Her legs were straight out, tucked together, and crossed at her ankles. Her hip bones protruded slightly, accentuating the mound of her vaginal padding, as I like to call it. She called it her puffy kitty. Either way, I called it beautiful.
She didn't move. She just watched. She just took it all in, enjoying me looking at her. I didn't often get the opportunity to just look at her nude body. We were naked a lot. Sexually. But not just looking. We fucked, and writhed, and rolled around touching each other. We never got the chance to just look. So, I was enjoying this, and it seemed, so was she.
Her left breast was exposed and bare. She followed my eyes down to her nipple as I got to it. It was dark pink, almost red, and stood straight up, erect as it always was with the piercing nipple rings she had.
Her nipples were perfect! Small areola to go with her C-cup breasts. Yummy! But add these thick dark pink nipples that pointed straight out over a centimeter, adorned with some silver nipple rings, and I had my own little personal playground for my tongue!
She finally moved, pulled her arm and phone off her chest, and at the same time, pulled her hair back, exposing the other breast. Her boobs weren't that big, but they were still curvy and smooth and full enough to point upward, while lying flat on her back.
"Do you want some of this?" She said poking fun, but surely wanting me to take her up on the question.
"Just browsing." I said jokingly.
She acted hurt and started to roll towards me, but at the same time I flopped on the bed beside her and pinned her back down. She bounced and squealed as I held her firmly against the bed and stared down at her. I lowered my face and open mouth slowly down over her nipple, surrounding it gently between my lips. She let out a deep breath as I touched it. Then a little moan when I sucked it in. I nibbled and rolled it between my lips and tongue.
Her hand covered the back of my head, holding me right where I was. Her fingers combed through my hair. I clamped down on her nipple ring and her nipple hard enough to get another squeal out of her. She smiled down at me.
I left her nipple ring drop and shuffled up on the bed toward her face and lips. She bent until our lips met. Her tongue darted deep into my mouth, dancing with mine. The passion was arousing that animal instinct in me. Deep inside. I just wanted to strip off all these clothes, flip her long bare legs up over her shoulders, and pound the sense out of her, until we both exploded. But I resisted. I decided to play. To touch. To be romantic.
I backed slowly away from her lips. I traced my fingers down her cheek to her neck and down on to her chest. I barely touched her soft white skin. Just a trace. Just a tickle, down to her breast. The chill bumps jumped up on her skin as I got to her nipple again and swirled it. Every bump of her areola swelled. I laid my head on her stomach and continued to tease. She giggled and threw her head back into the pillow. Her back arched as she squirmed under me.
