You just left work. You are driving to my place where I'm cooking dinner for the two of us. You think to call but then decide that you want to surprise me. You pull up, park, sneak in the front door and quietly walk to the kitchen.
I started on dinner right when I got home so I'm still in my scrubs. I'm standing at the stove stirring the food in a skillet. Absentmindedly I hum a little tune, unaware that I'm being watched. I glance up at the microwave to check the time, wondering where you are.
Then you come up behind me and wrap your arms around my waist. My hair is up, leaving my neck exposed, and you start to nuzzle my neck. You softly kiss the delicate skin there and touch it with your tongue. I tip my head to the side and smile as I continue to stir the food as it simmers.
You reach your left hand up and start to knead my tit. I lean into you a little and tip my head back, moaning just slightly. Your other hand starts to undo the ties of my scrub pants and slides down inside my underwear. I widen my legs to allow your finger better access and moan just a little louder as you slip one finger in and slide it up and down my wet pussy.