Sending picture after picture all day to my husband. Started out sweet and innocent with normal selfies in the morning. By noon I started taking off my clothes one piece at a time sending him a pictures with every piece that I took off. Then by five all I had left on was my underwear.
Leaving him a trail of clothes leading from the font door to our bedroom door. Laying on our bed with only black and red lace underwear and a blindfold, waiting for him to open the front door. Waiting not so patiently as thoughts of what he was going to do to me raced through my mind. The endless possibilities that could happen.
Laying on the bed I could hear him open the front door. Stepping inside our house as he closed the door behind him. Growling loudly as he followed the trail of clothes I left for him. His foot steps getting closer and closer to our bedroom door. I could not help but smile and giggle as he opened the bedroom door. The smell of his cologne filled the room.