Rest After Your Long Trip

When you came home from your trip, tired and jet lagged, I started with a massage to relax you and then I put you in bed and climbed in next to you put my head on your chest with your arms around me, holding me close… my leg draped across yours. My arm around your waist. Listening to your heartbeat, hearing you snoring softly, wondering what you are dreaming about that has you smiling in your sleep and pulling me tighter against you. Feeling safe in your arms I fall asleep. A while
later not wanting to wake me, you slide out of bed and within a few minutes I wake from being cold without you. Coming to look for you and finding you watching tv in the living room, I walk over to stand in front of you and ask you to come back to bed with me. Wearing nothing but the blue satin robe you bought for me, you can see clearly my nipples straining against the fabric, it’s chilly in the house. I reach to take your hand and you pull me down onto your lap. Immediately
your lips find mine and your hands are searching for the opening to my robe, finding it your warm hands slip inside to cup my breasts, warming my flesh with your hands, my nipples still hard but not from the cold – anymore. Each of our bodies telling the other how much we missed one another. Your kisses driving me wild, your hands on my body making sure that you touch every inch of me.