My girlfriend had been out of town visiting family for two weeks while I stayed home in Virginia. The sexless holidays were taking their toll. Fingering myself wasn’t doing enough for me. My toys weren’t doing enough for me. I needed her, and her only. It was the only way I could be satisfied.
Her plane landed a little before midnight. I met her at the airport to pick her up. She wasn’t all dressed up to see me. No makeup, sweatpants, and a hoodie branded with our university. Little does she know, that’s when I find her to be her absolute sexiest.
She needed a place to stay the night so I told her she could stay at my place. I wasn’t planning on badgering her about sex. We were gonna go to my place, sleep together, and spend New Year’s Day together for the first time as a couple. She’d been my friend for years, but only very recently did I realize I’d been madly in love with her for all of those years.
We get home and she heads straight upstairs, with passing greetings to my family. I wasn’t going to follow her. I was gonna let her go to bed and join her in a little bid. But she motions to me. I follow.