My mind was churning with paper and logistics on my way home. I've had a hard day at work, reading through and correcting reports on top of reports. My mind was calculating the amount of work I had due for tomorrow, when I turned my key into the lock and pushed open the door. As soon as I did, work was no longer on my mind as I saw him spread out in the sofa, hands clasped behind his head, lights on low, casting a golden glow over his well-toned body.
He didn't speak but allowed his body and his actions to speak for him. I glanced up and away from him and saw dinnerware laid out on the table. I inhaled and my favorite scents came to me, drifting through the air, letting me know he filled the tub for me. He really was the perfect man, everything I could ever want to pick up my evening, he had done.
"Was I that obvious?"
I questioned and I stepped inside, dropped my bags and proceeded to remove my shoes.
"To me it was."
He replied, flexing his body, abdominal muscles rippling, pulling taunt and relaxing under the light, solely for my benefit, armed with the knowledge of what doing that does to me. The reaction he wanted he got, as I felt my core moistening, and I know based on the look on my face he knew I was getting wet for him.
"You ready to get wet?"
He asked, a smirk lifting his lips as he rose from the sofa and held out his hands to me. I stepped forward, my bare toes crushing into the plush carpet that covered the living area, and laid my hand into his.
'I am already..
"
I murmured quietly as he led me towards the bathroom. He didn't speak as he led me, ass cheeks clenching deliciously, dimples above his cheeks winking at me.
Stepping into the bathroom I glanced at the shower and remembering what happened this morning made me even wetter. As I suspected the tub was partially filled and the bubbles were floating inviting me to just come in and wash the stress off. He let my hand go and turned on the hot water letting the tub fill and sat at the edge.
"Strip."
His voice had dropped and that husky growl of his made my nipple stand up and tighten, their commander giving them orders. I placed my hand to the bottom of the blouse I was wearing, drawing my hand slowly up to the top of the front zip, grabbed the tab and slid the zip down. The rasp of the zip becoming undone, was heard clearly, the sound amplified over the water, as the sexual heat between us grew.
His smirk broadened as my breasts became visible, incased in lace, nipples pointing their guns forward, ready for war as I bared my top to him. As I dropped the shirt on the ground, he reached behind him and shut off the tap. The silence made the bathroom feel even more humid, as my uneven breathing became more noticeable against his steady calm breaths. My hands sped up and my skirt was unzipped and pooling at my feet before my mind could catch up and keep pace.
Standing before him in a bra and panty, he took his time looking at me and I stepped towards him, right in between his legs, needing to feel him touch me. Standing so close, his breaths touched my skin, my eyes shut, savoring the air.
The first kiss he laid on my tummy, the next a whisper of a touch a little higher, a firmer touch with a slight suck a little lower, his hand on my front at the bra clasp. In one squeeze, the bra unclipped and the tension of having them up all day was gone. His hands removed the bra, one arm at a time all this while leaving little kisses over my tummy. One on the left, soft, one to the right, harder, in the middle, a little suck and swirl of his tongue, amping me up slowly.
His hands steady on me as they went to the edge of my panty, the lacey light wisps of material pretending to be a boy shorts. He slid his hands over them and down they went, joining the shirt pooled at my feet.
The kisses stopped and he stood, swished his hands through the water and deemed it good. He climbed in, arms flexing as he sat down in the warm water.
"Get in."
I stepped into the tub and positioned myself between his legs and sat down, body covered, water up to the top of my breasts, bubbles caressing my neck. The warm water and his body heat at my back, soothed a part of me I didn't realized was tense.
He let me sit, just breathing, letting my body unwind. My head rested back against him. I could feel his whole body, chest, stomach and his weapon, hot, hard, thick and getting thicker as he breathed, against me. I breathed out, mind numbing in pleasure in the hot water. He was giving me a break, time to relax and unwind.
