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A Warm Welcome Home
Our Anniversary dinner
I cooked a Chinese meal for us to celebrate our anniversary. I’d even put a bottle of Sancerre on ice ready for you to come home from the office trip. When you left for work in the morning you gave me a long kiss and said, “I won’t be late baby, we need to celebrate a little tonight.” I took a step back and watched you turn and leave. I couldn’t get that image out of my head all day and prepared the meal especially.
You looked incredibly efficient in your pale blue trousers, a nice t-top with logo, and a casual cotton jacket. Your sunglasses pushed high up and holding your hair away from your face, they highlighted those gorgeous brown eyes, cheek bones and dimples either side of your mouth. There was something in your look as you mentioned the evening celebration that had given me a lazy semi-erection all day. The expectation had me aroused and I had to take my mind off by preparing and cooking, or I’d never have survived the day, my dick straining at my waistband would have been too painful.
While I was preparing the meal and the wine I noticed the bottle of duty-free cognac that I had brought over from the airport a few weeks before and smiled. I had not used that little trick in our lovemaking yet.
The day went on and I got ever more restless and hornier, it was going to be difficult to keep…
