I sit stoically behind my desk, slightly slouched in my chair anxiously awaiting five o’clock. It’s my anniversary and Lord knows that I’d give life and limb to be anywhere but here. The clock reads 4:56 p.m., damn. I sit and I think about last year’s gift. A slow smile creeps across my face as remembrance sets in. Image after image go by of what was a magical night. The icing on the cake: I remember sitting reverse-cowgirl astride Kaytlin’s face as she gave me slow, deep swirls and licks, teasing my clit and labia. I moan and arch as I face you, Anna my beloved girlfriend of 2 years and I watch intently as you slide your 9 inch strap-on in and out of her pussy as she gives me head. The image still makes me shudder.
4:58 p.m., My mind is buzzing with thoughts of what lay ahead, heat pools in my stomach and radiates from the “v” that is my core. I pressed my legs together tightly as I snap back to reality and straighten my desk. The hell with those last two minutes I think to myself as I grab my purse and hit the light switch on the wall near the door. I’m fumbling through my purse for my keys as I bee-line for the elevator, absent of those around me, consumed by my own raunchy thoughts.
The drive home was hellish, traffic was a bitch, moving to slowly for my liking. I’m usually calm and hardly ever rushed but today was a special day. I’ve counted it down the entire month now, April 24th. I almost trampled an elderly neighbor as I burst through the doors to the apartment complex, not caring enough to say excuse me. Finally, I was home. Immediately entering my apartment I was peeling off my clothes. I ran water for a bath, added my favorite bubble bath scent and took the plunge. As the heat from the bath took away all the days’ tension, I checked my watch. 5:39. I’d made good time after all. Six was fast approaching and you’d be home by then. I let the warmth of the water take me away again, I thought about us and what your’s planned for me tonight. You’ve never been one to give out to many details so all I had to go on was a, “you’ll love it, I promise.” I reach for my loofah and bath gel and begin to wash my body. I imagine it’s your hands on me trailing lazy circles on my stomach and breasts as you’ve done countless times in the shower. I slide my loofah down more as I spread my legs, I like the way the harshness of it feels against my silken flesh. I realized I was masturbating with my bath sponge and I quickly replaced it with two of my fingers. I rolled and pinched my nipples with my other hand. I outlined my entire pussy with my fingers and slide them in, tired of teasing myself I quickly finger-fucked myself to climax. As I came, I gave my nipples a final pinch and decided I’d better stop fooling around because you’d be home soon. I let the water out and reached for my towel and I heard your keys at the door. Just in time I thought. Excitement coursed through me all over again as I opened the bathroom door and saw you come in carrying a black shopping bag. I smile at you and dropped my towel. You quickly close the door and turn to face me smiling back. I walk naked towards you and you meet me halfway. After a string of passionate kisses, you disappoint me by saying that all of this will come later and telling me to be patient. I pout playfully and then smile as you swat my hips on the way to the bedroom.
As I follow you in I ask is there anything in particular you want me to wear tonight. You tell me it’s all in the bag and once again I’m excited. My heart is pounding because that bag looks pretty small.
“Baby?” you said.