I know you will be home soon and hurry to light the candles and incense I have set out, the ones that you enjoy the most. For my plan to work I have set out the frying pan and poured your favorite "soup in a can" in a pan and set the burners to low to heat up. I have been thinking of you all day, and dinner was the last thing on my mind. I want to be ravished by you, but I also need to feed you so I figure the soup in the pan is a good back up if my plan doesn't work out.
I rush to our bedroom and try to find something to wear that looks like I have been dressed all day, but yet is really easy to remove. I find the sarong, and throw on a white blouse that ties in the front. I know it drives you wild when I don't wear underwear and since driving you wild is my passion I leave them off and I go back down stairs. I stir the soup a few times, while my mind wanders of how your return will go, did you have a good day today? Since last we talked you were doing great. Was the drive hectic or was the traffic minimal? Would you be in the mood? Or would you be very hungry and want the soup?.
I woke up this morning thinking of last night, we made love on the balcony off our bedroom to the sounds of owls and crickets as the moon rose high in the midnight sky. I remembered your warm hands on my skin as if you were my blanket, remembering your sweat tongue dancing along my skin, and wet clit. I remembered how good your cock tasted in my warm mouth, and how much I enjoy taking and teasing you that way. I could feel the wetness begin between my legs as my mind wandered and waits for your arrival.
I can't help myself, the thoughts of you drive me insanely and extremely hot and horny. I stop stirring the soup that is getting warmer, and slowly reach down to my sex and part my lips with my fingers as I imagine how it feels when your tongue is dancing delightfully on my clit. I imagine my finger is your tongue and tease myself with it, rubbing my clit faster and faster. I think I hear a car, but as I look out the window I see the neighbors driving up their driveway. I quickly go back to imagining your tongue on my clit as my finger enjoys pleasuring. I know you will know that I have made myself cum before you got home, and that excites me more knowing that it will also excite you. I cum slowly with small jerks and a loud release that just makes me want you more, I want you inside me. Want you to make me cum like only you can do.
I know I am addicted to you, your touch, your taste, your scent and I know you will be walking through that door any second now. I wash my hands in the sink, then walk back to check on the soup. It's starting to boil a little now, so I turn it off. I stand there waiting your arrival with anticipation of your tantalizing touch, and the ecstasy that our bodies together create. I hear a car again, this time through the trees I can see it's you as your Black BMW drives down our tree lined long driveway.
My anticipation heightens as I prepare myself in front of the stove, "I am cooking, I am cooking" I say to my self to gather my composure. In my head I say to myself, he is home, my lover, my partner, my friend, my husband. I can taste him on my lips, the lips I want to kiss his whole body with. I hear the door open "hey babe, you home?" you say in your deep sexy voice. I love it when you call me babe, and it melts my soul with happiness, security, and our commitment as I see you turn and walk into the kitchen.
My game begins.
Still trying not to give myself away I smile at you "hi, how was your day?" I say, you kiss me sweetly and I am intoxicated by your scent. You say something but I don't hear all the words as my mind wanders through my thoughts as we kiss again. I smile back at you and hear "what, are you making?" you say, and the only words that I can say through my erotic fog is "dinner" as you wrap your arms around my waist, pulling me tightly against you. I can feel your hardening cock, and that excites me to know that you have been thinking of coming home too.
Wanting to play my little game some more, I continue to stir your soup, as I do you start to nibble on my ear as your warm hands make their way up my blouse to my glad to see you breasts. As you pull me closer and kiss down my neck which you know drives me totally wild and there's nothing I can do to resist you. You continue to kiss my neck and ears while your fondle my nipples and I become lost in your desire and I can not stir the soup any longer.
"Damn you" I playfully say as I turn and kiss you, pulling you closer to me wanting to feel your body against mine, losing myself in the passion of our kiss as you pull me closer against your cock. I feel how hard you are now, and the excitement grows even more.
We stop the kiss as you step away and look at me, I can tell that you have figured out my little game, and smile back at you biting at my lip, a small giggle and smile comes over me as you look at me. I notice a grin forming as you put out your hand and I eagerly take it. As we head up the stairs to our loft bedroom, I relish the feeling of you leading me up the stairs. My anticipation is heightened, as I stare at you breathless as I wait for what is to come next.