I had been waiting for you to come home all day. The more I thought about what was to come the more excited I got.
The preparations started as soon as you left for work. I was in bed pretending to be asleep but jumped up as soon as you left. I wanted to look absolutely gorgeous for you. I had had my hair cut at the best place in town. My long brown curls bounced up perfectly after the hairdresser had finished, swinging around my face and down my back as I walked. I could feel the glances of others as I walked down the street towards my car, men and women.
When I returned home I set about cooking your favorite meal. When that was in the oven I went upstairs to change. I went for a shower and started shaving my legs. I noticed I was already wet with anticipation of what was to come. I reached down and started gently rubbing myself. I could feel the soft folds, all velvety and warm, accentuated by the water running over my hands. Before long I could feel my clit sticking out, I began to rub this in particular, round and round in circles, bigger then smaller until finally I could feel it. Tension, enough so I thought my legs might give in, shaking, dizziness, that oh-so-perfect release then the world was calm again, warm, relaxed.
I realized I had spent quite a while I the shower so jumped out to get dressed. I put on the new underwear I had bought especially for tonight. Red silk. Hipster style pants with silk at the back, lace at the front. The bra was mostly silk, no padding. The top half of each cup was lace allowing you to see most of my nipples. I have very large, puffy nipples, which I know you adore and I know you will love this new set as it shows them off perfectly. At 32D my breasts are not that big, however the sit up nicely and always look firm and pert. I put on my favorite black dress. Knee-length, fitted around the waist with a lacy skirt. It was quite low cut but not enough to show the red of my underwear...Maybe low enough so a little could be seen if I bent over!
I put on my make up and a necklace with a slight drop, drawing attention to my cleavage. My expertly applied make up accentuated my huge hazel eyes and a new bright red lip-gloss did exactly what the packet said and made my lips look truly kissable.
I had tidied the house for you and lit as many candles as we had, all over the hall, kitchen and living room. I put on a Robbie Williams CD we always used to listen to when we were younger. I poured two glasses of wine and waited.
As soon as you walked in the door you realized what was going on. You walked towards me and grabbed my hips, pulling me against you tightly. I could feel the hardness and heat of your body. You kissed me, fiercely, like the first time you ever kissed me. Passion and excitement as your tongue rubbed against mine and our lips pressed roughly together. I was grinding my hips against your thigh, feeling the fabric of your jeans pressing against me through my thin dress. I got a shock when you grabbed my ass and picked me up. Squealing with excitement, I instinctively wrapped my legs around your waist. You carried me through to the bedroom and roughly threw me backwards on the bed.