I came home from work in a mood. You have a name for that mood. I won’t use it here, but you know the mood. I’m slightly agitated things didn’t go well today. You greet me with a cheerful smile, only to realize my mood doesn’t match.
You hug me and brush my cheek as you reach down and run your palm over my crotch. My penis immediately begins to swell as I roll my head back and groan. I need this. You stare with intense desire, your brown eyes burn right through me. I feel you unzip my slacks and fish a hand inside. You find my semi hard cock and pull it out, giving it several long slow strokes with your right hand as your left continues to stroke my cheek. I feel you run your thumb over the tip smearing precum around my swollen head. You know exactly how to make the day better.