I jumped out of bed when my alarm rang. The day had finally arrived, he was finally coming home. I took my time showering, the heat from the water sending waves of pleasure through my body. I shaved my legs and made sure that there was no trace of hair from the Brazilian wax the day before. I slipped into my new red lacy panties and bra before wearing a black dress that would show off my size e breasts and a hint of red from my bra. I fixed my blonde hair into a messy bun and applied my red lipstick, while putting on my black heels.
He had been gone for months. The last month was the hardest, the time difference unbearable and I craved him more than ever. I was like a child, the anticipation was driving me insane. I could feel my panties getting wet thinking about the moment I would see him. My heart was beating out of my chest when I was standing at the arrival lounge. I saw him in the distance, tall and striking, his brown eyes searching for me in the crowd. I couldn't stop smiling. It felt like an eternity from when I had spotted him to when he was standing beside me.
He scooped up my face and we kissed frantically. Wanting and needing each other, right there and then. We briefly took our hands off each other while he waited for his luggage. I excused myself and went to the bathroom and slipped off my underwear. I found him at the carousel and covered his eyes. I whispered in his ear
"I have a present for you" as I stuffed my panties into his pocket.
I felt so alive with desire. The drive to his house was going to kill me. He spun me around and slide his tongue over my lips before he explored my mouth and my body tingled. We walked to my car, talking all about his trip and what I had been doing while he was away.
As I sat down in the driver's seat, my skirt crept up, I consciously decided to keep it there and see how long until he was hard. While I drove we held hands and I placed them in his lap so I could feel movement. He took my lead and guided my hand over the bulge in his pants. I sighed. There was so much build up with his return, I longed for him to make me feel how he used to, precious, like a rare gem that he found. Exploring my body, registering my every move. The pleasure, the pain that created even more pleasure. The sex haze was thick and I couldn't get enough.