preface
Ella bounced in her seat as the plane hit the tarmac, landing her home safe and sound, wrapping up her first business trip of the year. Her husband was already waiting in the parking lot to take her home and she couldn't help but smile. It had been a long week away. Made even longer by the anticipation, and excitement surrounding her growing to do list upon her arrival.
She had been following suit on her goals for the new year, number one on that list was adding a little spice to their bedroom.
Thanks to her friend from work, step one was all planned out. Stepping off the plane she spotted Calum immediately, gliding right past baggage claim and into the loving arms of her husband. She'd missed him like crazy. Boy, was he going to be surprised.
pizza
Callum got home from his run, tired and frustrated. Ella had been away on business the week of his birthday and had just got home. The first thing Ella wanted to do... "just give me some space so I can unpack." She asked Callum. So he did, just a few more miles and a few more minutes apart. There are some things you miss when your wife's away from home. The kind of things a little exercise can't satisfy.
In truth, it hadn't taken long for Ella to unpack. As soon as Calum left, Ella dumped her suitcase in the hamper and hurriedly ran around tidying up. All the while giving directions to her friend on the other end of the phone. They had an idea for a belated birthday gift to remember. Ella had just hidden the last bit of dirty laundry and slipped into the kitchen when Calum returned.
"I'm starving; what do you want to do for dinner?" Ella asked, emerging from the kitchen with a Powerade for Calum and a bottle of wine for her.
"Up to you. You know, it takes me a bit to work up an appetite." Calum answered, exasperated as he struggled to pull off his sweaty shirt, his tone abs glistening with sweat.
"I figured as much, so I went ahead and ordered something special," Ella replied, gliding around the corner in a pair of thin sweatpants, tight in all the right places. They hung just low enough to show off a sliver of her toned abs and elegant hip bones, peeking out from under a tight, borrowed tee.
Ella handed him the Powerade, setting the bottle down on the table beside a pair of wine glasses.
Calum shook his head, slightly confused by her coy response and the pair of glasses on the table. She knows I'm not going to be drinking that wine, he thought.
"Go ahead and get washed up, babe. Pizza should be here by the time you get out." He lovingly kissed her forehead and proceeded to the shower as instructed. Soon he was relaxing under the cool refreshing water, soothing his tired and achy muscles. He barely heard the knock at the door.
Ella answered the door with nervous anticipation. Her new friend from work was already here. This was happening; she'd finally taken Nicole up on her offer. Nicole had always shared how she liked to help couples add spark to their relationships. The sort of program where she'd get together with the couple and give them some pointers to add to their sex life.
Nicole billed it as a 'Blow Job Seminar.' Ella thought it would be right up Calum' alley. Not that Ella thought their marriage was in trouble or anything; she was just a little insecure and felt like they may be missing out on some things; she'd never really liked giving blow jobs. The whole seminar concept made her nervous, but Nicole assured her that it would help and that she'd make it casual and low-key. Nicole had already ordered pizza. A few helpful pointers in a low-key, relaxed atmosphere might be all they needed.
"Hey." Nicole smiled as Ella opened the door. Flashing her bright red lips, starkly contrasting her pale smooth skin, highlighted by her neon blue hair, cut at her shoulders, and shaved get a bit on the side.
Nicole was leaning into the causal theme of the evening. Clad in a cozy oversized hoodie leaving only half of her long thin legs visible in her skintight yoga pants. Ella was jealous of how effortlessly cute she looked. I wish I looked that good in my pajamas, Ella thought, downplaying her own effortless beauty.
Ella's long brown wavy locks framed her petite freckled face and button nose, too innocently youthful for her well-toned body. Ella's tanned hip bones just peeked out from her sweatpants thanks to her short, obviously borrowed t-shirt, made too small due to her luscious breasts.
"Hey." Ella answered with a bit of a nervous hiccup, blushing a little despite herself.
"Don't be nervous," Nicole reassured her, gently brushing her shoulder with a lingering sensual touch. "This will be fun!"
The woman's delicate touch sent butterflies straight to Ella's stomach. She had always been shy; it was a big step opening up to a new friend. Talking about her relationship worries in passing was one thing. Now she was here, in her house, and going to talk in detail with Calum there?
"Would you like some wine?" she offered her guest, hoping it would help the tension of what she was sure would be an awkward night.
"Sure, that sounds great. You look adorable, by the way." Nicole answered while following her to the other room, eying Ella's tight ass as it pressed against her thin sweatpants. "I'm so glad we finally got to get together."
While she finished pouring her drink, the doorbell rang. That must be the pizza already, Ella thought and went to open the door.
Smiling back at her in the doorway was the pizza girl. Short and slender, she stood holding the boxes in front of her tight-fitting polo, hugging a set of small breasts, obviously shocked by the cool outside air. Her raven-colored hair was pulled back haphazardly under an ill-fitting ball cap. Contrasting her otherwise elegant features, fair smooth skin, and small plump lips. The sight was enough to raise Ella's eyebrows; she's surprisingly cute, Ella thought.
"Hey, right on time." Nicole interjected unexpectedly, setting her drink down and walking toward the door.
"You know I'm not going to let you down." The pizza girl replied, exchanging the pizza for cash.
