We were at the breakfast table, I enjoyed the sight of Roxanne, eagerly digging into a stack of pancakes. I love a woman who has hearty appetites, for food, and for hot sex.
"These are so good, you make the best pancakes I've ever tasted. How do you make them so delicious?"
"My mother showed me how. She would never be caught dead using some ready-to-make pancake mix. She showed me how to use the right amounts of flour, eggs, and milk, to whip them up so there would be no lumpy batter, how hot the griddle needed to be, and timing it exactly to a nice golden brown."
"You learned well Dennis. Not just a fantastic lover, he knows how to cook!"
Roxanne giggled a pleasant happy sound. I had missed that, being in a marriage that was nothing more than cold civility.
Roxanne said softly, "Well, I have today off so I'm going to go shopping for some things I think you'll like."
"And I have to go into work today, but I booked off the rest of the days that we'll have, so we can be together."
"Ummm, I like that," Roxanne purred. "Until later my lover man."
She stood up and cooed, "Come kiss me sugar."
Our mouths melded, tongues coming out to play in a passion-filled swirl, I could hear her moan in pleasure as our kiss deepened. I felt her hand reach down, gently groping my cock through my trousers.
She pulled her head back and gave me a grin as my cock responded accordingly.
"Oh yes, such a handsome, virile man. You're MY man, and I have hot, sexy plans for that hard, horny bulge tonight. I want your cock to get all the loving you've had to go without. Until then lover."
She turned and walked towards the door. She gave her hips some sexy wiggles, her ass shimmied nicely under her dress. At the door, she turned, gave me a big smile, and left.
At work, I was glad it was a slow day, trying to concentrate on anything of an urgent nature was impossible. My cock was eager, and it was up and down like a crane. My mind wondered what sexy things she was buying.
I had decided to do something for her, that I thought she'd like. Since she was bare and waxed, I decided to join her in that spirit. The fact that she had taken my balls into her hot mouth also gave me an extra incentive as I wanted that incredible sensation again. There was a salon just a few blocks from where I worked that offered a Male Brazilian, I had a feeling that she would appreciate having that damn hair out of the way.
I was somewhat nervous, but they knew what they were doing, and there was very little pain, mostly a tugging sensation when it was removed. They were really thorough, all of it, including my balls, the taint, and the crack of my butt was hair-free. I was amazed at the sensation, I hadn't been so hairless for many years, and I was looking forward to Roxanne's reaction when she saw me up close.
Just before I left, she called me up.
"How's my lover man?"
"Hard and eager."
"Ummm, that's just what I wanted to hear. Come home sugar, I'll have dinner cooking when you get here."
When I entered the kitchen after getting home, I enjoyed the sight. I saw Roxanne from behind, she was at the stovetop, stirring a sauce. She was wearing an apron and nothing else. Such a glorious sight, her glorious backside was almost completely naked to my gaze. The back of the apron consisted of three slender ribbons, one was around her waist, tied in a neat bow, another ran around just below her shoulder blades, also tied in a neat bow, the top ribbon was around her neck, also tied in a neat bow.
Roxanne heard me, she turned to face him, her succulent melons shoving out the front of the apron, the lap part just barely covering her smooth mound.
"I thought you'd like dinner with a view, my lover man," Roxanne purred. She saw my suit trousers starting the bulge, she giggled, "Ummm, and I can see you like it already! Why don't you go upstairs, and slip into something more comfortable? Work time is over, we have our nighttime playtime to concentrate on."
I raced upstairs, yanked my clothes off, and put on my terrycloth robe. I didn't want to waste any more time than was necessary, not with that view of Roxanne's hot body.
Back downstairs, I couldn't take my eyes off Roxanne's sexy, naked backside as she worked at the stove. With that kind of visual stimulus, the view of her naked rump moving so nicely as she worked, my cock was back up to a stiff, eager hard-on.
She turned from the stove, plates in hand, smiling. I wanted to flip up that apron and lick at her sweet pussy until she gushed all over my face.
"Enjoy Dennis, I'll be just a moment."
When she reappeared, she had changed from her apron to a sexy powder blue peignoir, two lacy straps held it up, leaving most of her upper body bare, letting her breasts push out the front, while the sheer, see-thru nature was very stimulating.
I feasted my eyes, as well as my stomach. The sight of Roxanne, clad in such sexy attire for my viewing pleasure, kept my cock board stiff.