He could hear her singing when he unlocked the door to the apartment. He sighed.
Singing. That meant she was cleaning. It also meant she had her iPod on, and had no idea he was home.
So much for relaxing, he thought grumpily and tossed his jacket and keys on the hall table.
He walked down the hall, turned the corner and came to a stop. His eyes wide.
There she was at the sink, in an apron. But that wasnt what made him come to a complete stand still. Under the apron, she wore nothing. She was naked. Dancing in place, while she washed dishes.
The apron wasnt frilly or cute, but it was short enough for him to catch a glimpse of her pussy. The sheer sexuality of the swollen, puffy lips of her pussy sticking out from the bare mound of smooth skin made him groan.
Her dance wasnt seductive, he watched as her ass rolled back and forth and he remembered how she would rock back like that on his cock.
Her pussy would peek back at him, letting him catch a glance at her little clit.
“Shit,” He muttered. “You are such a cock tease, baby!”
Approaching her in silence, he touched her shoulder, she tensed then relaxed against the hard line of his body when she realized it was him.
He slowly pulled out the earbuds out of her ears, and nibbled on her earlobe.
“Oh your home.” she pouted. “I wanted to surprise you!”
Surprise? He raised an eyebrow at that. “Believe me, I am surprised.” as if to emphasize that, he pressed the hard ridge of cock against her.
She purred, and slowly ground herself against him. “I wanted to make a romantic dinner.” she murmured.
He smiled. “Thank god you didnt!” she couldnt cook to save her own life. He followed the line of her jaw down her throat, as his fingers traced the bodice of her apron, slipping under to cup the round fullness of her breasts.
“I love that you are not wearing a bra.” he breathed. He thumbed her nipples gently.
“Hmm, do you?” she turned into his arms, pressing herself into him. “You were working so hard today, why dont you have a shower?”
He frowned. “I was liking where this was taking us,” he nuzzled her throat.
She laughed, “Me too.” she pushed at him. “Now go.”
With a groan, he released her. “really? Now?” he tried one more time, but when she wouldnt bend, he turned on his heel and walked off into the bathroom.
Grumbling, he shed his jeans and shirt. The water running hot, he stepped into the shower. He was well lathered when he heard the door open, her footsteps and her humming.Wiping the soap suds out of his eyes, He watched the shower curtain open.
She had removed the apron, and was standing there staring at him.
“Can I join you?” she asked softly.
He blinked owlishly at her for a moment. He laughed at her ridiculousness and gave her his hand. “Of course.” he pulled her into the shower with him.
“Is this your idea of seducing me?” he murmured between kisses.
She wound her arms around his neck, “I dont “do” seducing.” she nibbled on his lower lip. He smoothed her wet hair away from her face, and gazed down into her eyes.
“No you’re too awkward for that.” he agreed. She took the bottle of soap from him.
“Would you mind?” she asked him, pushing her back to him, letting his hard cock slide in between her ass cheeks.
He took the soap put a generous amount in his hands,and reached around her body and started to soap it up. Her soapy skin felt smooth and sexy under his hands as he ran his hands over her body.
She was enjoying it, as she swayed her hips over his hard cock letting it rub against her body. He watched as she pressed her head back against her shoulder and let out a small moan.
He soaped up her breasts. He could see her hands start to travel down her soapy body towards her pussy and she started playing with it.
“You make me feel so good,” she moaned.
He smiled. “I love the way you play with your pussy, baby.”
He thumbed her nipples, working them into hard little beads. He pulled on them, hearing her gasp. He worked her way up to her shoulders and around her soft neck, and finishing covering the front of her body in soapy bubbles. He stood back, sliding his cock from between her legs, and soaped down her back from her shoulders down.
He slid his hands down over her ass cheeks and brushed over her hands that were engrossed in playing with her pussy. She was working one finger in and out. He chuckled.
“Dont be too eager.” He murmured.
He picked up the shampoo and started lathering her hair.
“Oh god..that is so good…I love my hair being played with” she said as she rolled her head slowly around in her fingers. He kept massaging her head, her heavy wet hair wrapping around his fingers. He pulled her head back for a kiss.
Her other hand snaked down between them, wrapping her fingers around his thick cock. He groaned. She fisted him slowly, twisting in his arms to face him.
He smiled down at her flushed face, she was hungry for him, for his cock. he pushed her against the shower wall, one of her legs draped over his hip.
The head of his cock slid along the slippery smoothness of her slit. She sighed. He watched as he pushed himself inside her. She gasped.
She was tight.
he waited a moment. Another.
“W-what are you doing?” she murmured, her sex-hazed eyes slowly coming into focused on him, on his cock inside her. She tried to move on him, have him move inside her but he wasnt having it.
“Tell me you want it,” he whispered.
She frowned at him.
“What do you want? Tell me, or I wont fuck you.” he breathed.
“I want it. I want you. I want your cock.”
He began to move slowly then, her little hiss made him groan.
The wet slick slap of his skin meeting hers echoed in the shower, the steam rising up around them, as he pinned her against the wall. His thrusts were driving her up higher, her finger nails were biting into the skin of his shoulders as he took one of her nipples into his mouth.
Her hot pussy muscles were squeezing down on him, milking him like a velvet fist. He wasnt going to last long.
Her breath was choppy in his ear as she let out a wail, her body arched against him, as she trembled with her orgasm. He thrust hard once more, and shot his load inside her.
He felt her slide off him, down to the tiled floor, her face pressed to his hipbone.
“I dont know about romantic dinner, but I could get used to this kind of homecoming.” he managed. She giggled.
He picked her up, and they snuggled under the remaining hot water for awhile.
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Letting the hot steaming water fall over my skin and thinking of you. Couldn’t help the need of slowly guiding my hands down to my tight dripping pussy, this is the effect that the image of you has on me. I would go down and slide my fingertips over my pounding clit and then move my pussy under the hot water. After a while I finally let myself cum…
Like this:
I wonder what am I doing
why each moment is the same
meeting expectations then only to fall
When will it change? Why does it get harder?
I dont even know what I expect of myself
It just keeps getting harder, getting up.
Repeating myself,every word every motion every step
I look around and I wonder what did I get myself into
nothing keeps getting better, it just gets harder
I feel the sun on my skin, but see the clouds
it gets harder to see the light, it gets harder to laugh
it just gets harder.
Like this:
How I felt during work today!
I would be a raging alcoholic! (sorry if I offend any recovering ones 
)
I realise I am the bitchiest person to work with, I expect things done a certain way, and when they are not done I have a snit.
Well, I was having a snit.
If someone cant take orders, dont put them on orders. I dont care about Nicole, she did fine. She didnt even know how to do it. But someone who has worked there for 3 years cant function, ugh!
Every five orders, she was “lolo, Lolo. Lolo”
Greg has a headset, he hears everything.
I was trying to tell her something, and she gives me attitude. Dont fucking me interuppt me when I am telling you something. You shut your damn mouth and listen. Then you can say something. What happened? Five seconds later, she asked what the deal was.
“I already told you twice. You keep telling me you knew. ” I snapped.
“I was taking payment.”
I almost threw the coffee pot at her. ” You cant multitask? How hard is it to listen to what I am saying and to take cash? Not hard!”
“You dont tell me.”
Dont tell you? I will tell you!
A multi order comes in, at my lane, and then customer says after I had cleared the first order, she wanted to combine the two now. “I’m sorry its too late now.” I said.
The customer when she is at the first, asks to combine the order. Over the headset I hear, “I’m combining the two orders.”
“No you are not!” I snapped. “With the multi orders you cant combine them because it messes up the orders…”
You know this! You work here how long?
“Why not?” interuppts me. Uh I was just explaining why. Then when I try to explain why again, she tells me she wants to, and blah blah.
“You cant combine the orders, because it the orders get rearranged, the orders gets remade…its busy…no..”
Greg told her no.
I just had it. I was tired of talking to her. Hearing her. I was such a bitch, but having to repeat myself over and over, it rubbed me raw.
well that is interesting.
448 people viewed my blog today.
I was happy.
Until I realised….
out of that 448, 341 were from Iraq.
Oh wow. People from Iraq were checking out my blog.
Cool.
Until I realised what entry could have held their interest.
Are you serious? No way! sure enough!
Note to self: Never UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES use the words
” I bombed in Drive thru” ever again!
They might think I was serious, and try to recruit me.
Note to other people: “Bombed” also means fail. I failed in Drive Thru!
However thank you for reading my blog!
Peace!
Like this:
aw that is so sweet! But tell that to the guys who perfer this:
or this
so forgive me if i dont believe the words coming out of your mouth, playa.
Men talk the talk, but they dont walk the walk.
One day Kaileigh and I were sitting on the couch watching a commercial. The commercial was about Shick razors for women. I looked at her.
“You are not shaving until you are thirteen, and you are not shaving above the knee.” I told her.
Melissa looked at me. “Dont tell my daughter when she can shave!” she said.
“I will!” I said, and hugged Kaileigh. “Cuz she is my daughter.”
Kaileigh pushed me away. “No, I am mommy’s daughter!” she said. I laughed.
“Ok then, but no shaving above the knee!”
Kaileigh sighed. “Ok.”
I saw this today, and it reminded me of that conversation. I wished someone had told me all this stuff when I was younger.
- Bodies are hairy. No matter the gender, your face will have hair and that is more than okay.
- Your butthole is going to have some hair too. And maybe your nipples. And your tummy. And where ever else.
- Stretch marks. Those are a thing. Everyone gets ‘em. If you don’t, you probably don’t have skin.
- Vaginas smell. Every vagina has a scent. Don’t worry about it! (Unless something seems wrong, then go get it checked out! No need to feel embarrassed or ashamed.)
- Vaginas come in all different shapes, sizes, colors, flavors. All are beautiful.
- Penises come in all different shapes, sizes, colors, flavors. All are beautiful.
- You don’t need to shave anything if you don’t want to. It’s tooootally not mandatory.
- Sometimes people get butt acne.
- You can have a vagina and want short hair and think dresses are just the worst.
- You can have a penis and want long hair and think dresses are just the best.
- You can wear whatever you want and style your hair however you want.
- You can even think whatever the hell you want.
- People might tell you that you are a girl because you have a vagina. People might tell you that you are a boy because you have a penis. People will tell you what your gender is. But in reality, you don’t have to be that gender. You don’t have to be either of those genders.
- You are what you are and it’s just the worst thing if you try and hide that.
