The engine of L’s car rumbled and stopped as she pulled onto the driveway, unlocking the front door she yelled her usual “I’m home” before kicking off her shoes. Unaware of the night of food, frolicking and fucking she was about to experience, L made her way towards J’s office door. Before her hands had a chance to reach the handle, J yanked open the door, pulling her into a warm embrace. Their lips brushing at first with whispers of “happy valentine’s day” exchanged before meeting for a second, third and fourth time. Getting longer and more passionate with each and every kiss.
“There’s a hot bath and a glass of champagne waiting for you upstairs” J breathed in her ear, “go relax and get ready while I make us some food”. She kissed him one final time and with a smile decorating her now slightly blushing face, she headed up the stairs unbuttoning her shirts as she went.
5 minutes before the food was ready, L made her way back into the kitchen, her figure accentuated by a tight skirt and black satin top. Leaning forwards over breakfast bar her low cut top swung forwards revealing her total lack of bra. A twinkle in her eye showing she knew exactly what she was doing.