His Return, Part 1

She greeted him at the door, wearing a stylish black sweater and slouchy boots. Her hair was in a messy bun, her eyes were softened with a shimmer, glasses a little cocked to the side, she looked a hot mess with plump red lips and voluptuous curves.

He had been gone for days, left to unknown devices, his shadow showing beyond 5 o’clock. The waries of his travel were so apparent yet he hid them well. He was so deserving of a night of pampering, even if he didn’t realize it.

She led him down the hall to soft lights, smells of lavender and cherry blossom in the air, the sounds of deep, soulful and sexy tunes played gently in the background. She pulled him towards the sofa and began by gently removing his belt, admiring the bulge beginning to show her his blind anticipation.

As he laid back on the sofa she dropped her sweater and revealed the most amazing, full, voluptuous breasts barely covered with blue lace, then the matching round ass just beginning for punishment and barely covered in the same blue lace, leading to a teasing peek of an already swollen pussy just begging for attention. Beautiful silk and lace garters led his eyes down long, drawn curves to tone calves and never ending legs that glistened in the soft light. He noticed her skin was soft as silk and shimmered like diamonds.