As I returned home late last night, turning the key in the lock and pushing open the door -- at first I thought it was my imagination that sensed the trace of your perfume in the air. My heart seemed to skip a beat before I remembered that you had said you had other plans. But as I stepped into my bedroom I sensed a presence, and there in the dark I found you sleeping on my bed. I kissed the side of your face -- it was warm and your face a bit puffy from your nap - then I kissed your nose and your chin before your lips parted slightly and I kissed them -- you didn't open your eyes until our tongues had so tentatively touched, reaching for each other. I slipped into the bed beside you, and we made love together, happy to be touching each other once again, exploring every part of each other. And entering you once more -- how sweet it was to lie between your legs again, our most bodies touching, sliding together as one -- and how thrilling to hold you close as your climax washed over you, me sealing my mouth over yours as you cried out in pleasure.
And as I neared my own climax, you smiled up at me, sweetly saying that you'd really like to see this one -- and so I pulled out of you, taking my erect cock in my hand (it was slick with you) and pumping it as I came all over your breasts. You reached up and rubbed my come into yourself -- I took your hand and helped you. And we lay together, me on top of you, both of us catching our breath.