I am waiting for you.
On my knees, naked, just inside the door, hands clasped behind my back, eyes closed, mouth open - exactly as you instructed. I am waiting for you. I can hear you coming up the stairs, outside the door, your keys jingling...or is that your belt buckle? It must have been both because I hear the door open and an instant later my open mouth is full of cock. Of course I was expecting it, but not quite as fast as that and I choke a little at first until I get my bearings. You grip me by the hair and force my mouth all the way down, abusing my throat. I open my eyes just a little, not enough for you to see, and notice the ring of my red lipstick around the base of your cock.
Suddenly you let go of my hair and shove me backward roughly by the shoulders. My eyes snap open and I see you kneel in front of me, grabbing me by the thighs pulling my hips toward you as you bury your cock in my soaking wet pussy. I reach up to pull you down to me but you slap my hand away - I let it fall to my chest instead and start to twist and pinch my nipple. You fuck me savagely, grinding my ass and shoulders into the carpet, harder and faster until I am about to explode. I reach up again. This time you let me pull you down on top of me and I come for you, screaming my orgasm into your neck and pushing you over the edge as you shoot your hot spunk deep in my pussy.
I'm too breathless to speak. You smile down at me. "Hi honey, I'm home."
