For days, I had thoughts running through my head of what I wanted to do with husband. I couldn’t be near him without salivating. We finally had a night available, but there was a risk he wouldn’t be up for anything after three long days at work and little sleep. The day of, I sent him an early morning text to let him know I was thinking of him and had a relaxing evening planned.
He was asleep in our bedroom when I got home giving me some time to prepare. I was wearing a dress that I knew he liked and chose to wear nothing else underneath.
I heard the tell-tale signs of him getting out of bed and making his way downstairs. I sat on the couch in a way that looked like I was just lounging, but I had my skirt hiked up strategically exposing my thigh, hoping to catch his attention.