Hester b&w by Hugo de Jong |
Mrs A hummed along to the music as she stood at the fridge collecting items for dinner. She turned, arms full and looked up into the smiling face of her husband. Mr A leaned against the door frame watching her. He was dressed in a black tailored suit, white shirt and grey silk tie. There was just something so sexy about a man in a suit she thought to herself.
"Sneaking up on me again, Mr A?" she teased as she sat the food on the counter and turned back toward him. "Are you enjoying the show?"
He crossed the room and slid his arms around her. "Always enjoy watching you gorgeous," he spoke softly in her ear. "I am hoping the show is only beginning."
He kissed her softly and slowly, his tongue lightly teasing hers. She took him in - the familiar smell of his cologne, the taste of him and the feel of his warm body pressed against her and wrapped around her. They stayed like that for some time before he pulled away.
"Forgive me Mrs A, I believe you were in the middle of a show." He went to grab a chair and sat on it in the entrance to the kitchen. "Please carry on."
"You know I always like to please you, sir," she smirked and raised an eyebrow. "What is it that you would like to see?"
"More of you for a start," he grinned at her. "Why don't you start by removing some of those clothes? And I will get comfortable as well."
She watched as he removed his jacket and tie then rolled up his sleeves as sat back down and nodded at her to continue. She walked slowly to him, hips swaying and eyes locked with his. When she reached him she turned around and lifted her hair so that he could unzip her dress. He did it ever so slowly, taking his time at unveiling the bare skin underneath. He planted a soft, fleeting kiss at the base of her spine and then slid the dress off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She now stood, back to him, in her black bra and panties, thigh high stockings and black heels. He ran his finger tip along her spine, sending shivers through her.
