Hard day at work and completely drained when I get home.   You greet me at the door and warm my heart with your kiss.   You can sense my day in the tensions of my neck as you lace your arms around it.  Slipping my tie off you pat my butt to send me to change as you finish dinner.  I shower and find a bit of refreshment in it, famished I head to the kitchen as you lay out our feast.

We eat and share our days with each other and after I get up to clear the table.  I feel you hand on my shoulder as you tell me it can wait.   You take my hand, give me a passionate kiss and pull me toward the stairs.   When we get to the room you dim the lights and pull off my shirt, kissing my chest.   You feel my hands moving along your body undressing you down to your laced panties as you shove my shorts off my hips.   You move my hands from you as I raise an eyebrow only to see you go pick up my shirt I had lay over the chair.  “Really you bring me up here and start to gather laundry up…………” but you slip it on. 

“…..oh damn you know how I love you in my clothes” you smirk as you look back at me, turn with your breasts slightly exposed between the opening of the shirt.   You are holding my tie and I watch expecting you to put it on but you come over to me and walk behind me playfully dragging your nails over my chest.  I growl at you feeling my blood pumping as I look at your sexy seduction.   Then I feel the silk cover my eyes and you pull it tight at the back of my head.  A light push on my chest as I flop back on the bed and feel you crawl over my body.  “Let me take care of my big strong man tonight.” 

My arousal already tapping on your lace as your hips rock over mine.  A touch, A kiss, massaging hands, nibbling kisses, skin pressed and sliding over each other.  I feel my boxers pulled off then the hint of your golden hair tease my stomach and thighs as those delicious lips encase my throbbing manhood.  I groan and lift as you bring me slowly to rise.   A wet pop as you release me from your mouth and warm velvet easing down onto me.   Fingertips dragging over my chest as you passionately glide on my, my sense of touch and smell elevated to your desire to please me.   You pull me over the edge with you flooding each other with moans and sweet juices before you lay down on my chest.  Both heavy in breath and relaxing into a lovers embrace.  

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