I made my way to the couch as it neared 8pm. I had already been home from work for a few hours, still thinking about our texts through the day and the deep kisses you gave me in our evening passing. The kind of conversations and kisses that make a husband’s cock harden like a steel rod. I could easily tell you had been feeling extra turned on today. I knew I’d be thinking about those lips, and more, until the next time I got you alone.
Enough time had passed that I was able to straighten the house back up and started to unwind. I still wasn’t quite used to you biting the bullet and deciding to go onto the night shift. Sure, the schedule worked for our needs, but it made for some lonely evenings for the both of us. My phone lit up with “Shelly” across the screen. “Hello sweetheart! How is your night going?” I asked. We have our usual back and forth conversation, which is all I need on these nights. Just hearing your voice makes me smile and relax. You tell me about all the drama going on and we discuss that often. There is no real drama in our marriage, so we get maybe a little too excited with other people’s drama.