After a long day of work, I found my way home and was excited to find that no one was home. My boyfriend John had left for the weekend and I had the whole house to myself. I kicked off my shoes, unbuttoned my shirt a few buttons and left on my form fitting skirt and stockings. I grabbed a bottle of wine, poured myself a glass and began to recline on the couch.
All of a sudden, I heard a knock on the door; I wondered who the hell it could be. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and there was nervousness in my stomach. Walking over, I peeked through the window, and what do you know, it was Eric. Surprised and excited, I opened the door and asked, what the hell he was doing here! He hesitated for a moment, lost in my eyes, and speaking in a deep confident voice that he was in the area for work and wanted to finally see my place. In reality, I knew Eric wanted to see my big brown eyes, to smell my sweet hair and touch my supple skin. I invited him to come in.