It was amazing to come home to a house that wasn't freezing. The winter evenings were taking a toll on the family as its chill settled its way into the house. The last few weeks, the heater was broken. The part to replace it was, of course, on backorder and had been on backorder for a few weeks now. After a few phone calls from my wife, the repair man came out and fixed it earlier that day. Finally.
It was nearly 8pm when I got home from work. I dropped my bag off in the corner laying my cover on top of it so I knew where to find it in the morning. I hated getting home so late because it means I missed spending the afternoon with my son. The house was indeed quiet which mean he was already in bed. The house wasn't quite a wreck, but our 1 year old son of course likes to add his own decorations here and there across the living room anytime he sees fit. I couldn't help but chuckle.
Home was already a great place to be.
Our house wasn't grand. It was a decently sized three bedroom and two bathroom brick house with a carport and detached 1 car garage. It needed some work, but my wife made sure it was our home and it felt like a home rather than just a place to rest at night. One wall had a giant fireplace with a timeline of pictures on the mantle. The fireplace was flanked by book shelves. Opposite that wall in the living room led into the dining room. Alone the back wall was two windows and a door leading into one of our two bathrooms. Kind weird, yeah, but it's how the house is laid out. In the center of the room was a sectional couch. These boots weren't the greatest and made my feet a little sore after a long day so I could practically hear the couch cushions calling my name.
I walked to the couch and plopped down with a sigh of relief. The weight off of my feet felt amazing. I leaned back and just relaxed. I didn't want to move. I knew I should take off my boots before my wife got onto me for walking through the house with them. I should also get out of my green camouflage utilities because I'll wear them again tomorrow, but they just weren't that uncomfortable to begin with. Besides, both of those things I should do required moving and I wasn't quite up for that just yet.
The door to the bathroom stuck a little. You had to really pull on it to get it to open. Again, old house. Word scraped against wood as the door was pulled open, the sound coming loudly from behind the sectional to my right. I turned my head to see my wife walking out.
"Hi baby," she greeted. "Just get home?"
"Yeah. Just a few minutes ago. Formation was held after for the usual crap that happens at the end of the day. Sorry I missed time with Lex. How did he do?"
"He was good, we just played and then he had dinner. I tried to clean up a bit but he wasn't having it. So I let him on the loose and he had a blast running around. Then cleaned him up and put him down." She walked behind me and closed the blinds. It wasn't uncommon for her to close all of the windows to give us our privacy at night. Neighbors are nosey.
When she walked around to close the curtains on them, I couldn't help but admire her. Growing up, I'd never been a fan of what some people would call "thick" women. But she changed my mind forever about them. She was my height more-or-less at 5-8. Some days we're about even, usually she's at least a half inch to an inch taller than me. Her brown hair was recently cut and only reached to her shoulders now. Her body was a little bigger than average, but it works for her amazingly. He breasts are a large B or a small C. Her areolas are just smaller than the size of a silver dollar but they get smaller as they get cold. Her nipples are absolutely irresistible when they get hard. She has a long torso which I can't help but run my hands across when I get the chance. But her best feature is probably her ass. It really is a thing of beauty. It's big and it's sexy. It doesn't sag, it's nice and round and, from personal experience, can take a beating. She can't walk passed me without me smacking it lightly or making sure she feels it good. Her thighs are thick, but not too thick. And they feel amazing when she wraps them around me. She's a plus-sized super-model. And she's all mine.
That beauty of a wife had herself wrapped up in a towel. It covered her chest, but with her long torso and big butt, I could just make out the bottom of her butt cheeks. Definitely one of the best teases I enjoy.
She pulled the curtains closed before turning around. She had that look on her face which meant my pants were about to get tight. Sure enough, she slowly opened the towel to reveal her full body to me. The air was cooler than the steamed up bathroom so her nipples responded quickly tightening up and sticking out. I swear they were begging for a warm mouth to warm up in. Her stomach had a few stretch marks (or tiger stripes as we call them) but didn't take away from her beauty at all. She wore a pair of light blue lacey boy shorts as well. She held the towel over her head and her tits stood there proudly. Like any other normal man would, I did the only thing that I could...I licked my lips. I could feel my pants getting tighter as I started to harden at the sight.
She started to walk towards me putting extra sway in her hips. Her steps were slow and she dropped the towel to her side and dragged it behind her with one hand. The other hand started at her thigh and caressed its way up her body before rounding her left breast and traveling back down again.
Pants. Very tight.
She walked up to where she stood at my knees and bent down to me. Before I closed my eyes for kiss that was about to come, I couldn't resist stealing a glance at her beautiful chest as she bent forward. Her lips were so soft. The kiss was gentle yet lingered seconds more than our usual greeting kiss. She was going to be very mean. She's in that kind of mood. Playful. Teasing. Mean. But mean in the best of way. "You're wearing your boots and that's against the rules."
I smiled. I figured the comment would have come sooner or later. "So take them off for me." I replied trailer my hands down her sides. The effect was the same every time and her body broke out in goose bumps which caused her nipples to harden even more much to my visual delight.
She dropped the towel in front of her and kneeled on it while going to work on unlacing my boots. She maintained eye contact with me most of the time which was pretty sexy. She struggled with the boots a little and had to fight to get them off jerking them back and forth. I enjoyed the show as her tits bounced back and forth with the motions. When she did the same thing with the other, I couldn't resist leaning forward and pulling her up against me. She was still on her knees with me sitting on the couch so we lined up perfected. I pull her by her butt and pulled her into me between knees. Her body pressed up tight against mine and I kissed her deeply. She wrapped her arms around my neck and returned the kiss with a passion. Our tongues danced and fought while my hands explored up her back, around to her front where they brushed over her hard nipples eliciting a slight moan from her before back down to grab her ass once again. I pulled away from the kiss with a gentle slap on each butt cheek.
"What's got you going tonight?" I had to ask. I wasn't about to complain, but it wasn't every night I got this type of greeting.
"Well," she started as she came back in and started to kiss my neck, "work was good. Lex was good. The heat is on. I got in a nice long and hot shower that was about to get a little steamier until I heard you come home. And then I saw you in your uniform which you know always turns me on."
She was a sucker for a man in uniform. Lucky for me I was in the Marines so I was always wearing a uniform. "Well feel free to continue because I'm not going to stop you."
Her hands started to unbutton my blouse while she continued to kiss my neck. She started to bite very gently which she knew was one of my turn ons. She was planning on teasing me to the full extent. I could only hope to find out how far she was willing to take it. She left me with my olive drab shirt on before her hands traveled down my chest to my pants where she immediately found a bulge from my straining member. I hadn't had a chance to adjust so it was a little uncomfortable. She gently kissed my ear before whispering, "Are you sure you want me to keep going? I don't' have to"