"Evening"( FF rom )[1/1]


        It had been a very lousy day. I fumed all the way home, hoping it
wasn't my turn to cook dinner. I was not in the mood at all. 

        Home at last. "Hello?" Hmm. No answer. I wondered where she was. Oh,
well. I went into the bathroom, then looked in the kitchen. Where was she?

        I went upstairs. Our door was closed. That was odd. I opened the door
and froze in my tracks.

        The curtains were drawn, the lights were out. A candle burned on my
dresser, another on hers, their scent filling the room as the candelight
illuminated her naked body. She stood in the middle of the room, waiting for
me, arms reaching for me.

        Suddenly, I wasn't in a bad mood any more.

        "Come here", she whispered. I didn't have to be asked twice.

        I went to her, wrapped my arms around her, kissed her hungrily. Then
I stepped back and just looked at her, my gaze starting at her painted toes
and travelling slowly, rapturously upwards. God, she was beautiful.

        She was smiling at me. I just stood there, staring at her, holding
her hands in mine, savoring their softness, their coolness. She kissed me 
again, gently, then led me towards the bed.

        We paused, and I started to say something. She shushed me, and put
her finger to my lips. She shook her head and bent down.

        One by one, I lifted my feet as she took off my shoes. She stood up
again, eyes shining, and kissed me again. My arms went around her and I held
her tight. She pulled away and reached for my top.

        I raised my arms and she took my blouse off. My nipples strained, 
trying in vain to escape the confinement of my bra. She looked at my hard
nipples and grinned at me. Very gently, teasingly, she ran her finger around
each erect nipple, driving me crazy. I wanted to tear my bra off, to feel her
touch on my skin, but I refrained.

        Still grinning at me, she undid my skirt, and slid it slowly to the
floor. I lifted my feet again and kicked it off to the side. Next to go was
my slip. I stood there in bra and panties with her holding my hands again.

        She kissed me once more, her tongue probing deep into my mouth. God,
I wanted her. My heart was pounding, my ears ringing. I felt her grip
tighten, felt her breath become uneven, and knew she was as aroused as I was.

        She stepped back, panting, eyes bright. She trembled slightly, and I
felt the goosebumps forming over my body. Staring into my eyes, she undid my
bra, and it fell away.

        She kissed me again, holding me close to her, and I felt her breasts
pressing against mine. I wanted her to hurry up, to make love to me, but at
the same time, I didn't want this special time to ever end. 

        She sat on the bed and slid her hands into the top of my panties.
Still staring at me, grinning, she slid them down, down, down, until at last
I stepped out of them, and I, too, was nude.

        The scent of the candles, her body glowing in the flickering
candlelight, her wonderful nude body, the cool air against my skin, all 
combined to make me incredibly aroused. She just sat there, smiling at me,
knowing I was almost crazy with desire. 

        "Lie down." Her voice was a whisper.

        I did. She knelt on the bed beside me, just watching me, smiling,
knowing full well she was driving me crazy. She reached out and gently
caressed my shoulder. "How was your day?", she whispered.

        "Who cares?", I answered, grinning. "I'm feeling much better now."
We both chuckled, and she leaned down and kissed me again. I put my arms
around her and pulled her down onto me, my nostrils flaring as our tongues
darted about in each other's mouths. She was making little a little
whimpering sound, the sound she always made just before she let herself go.

        And let go she did. Gasping, she tore herself away from me, eyes
blazing, and crouched between my legs. My back arched as her tongue slid
over my clit, teasing it, probing the fleshy folds which hid it.

        It was only seconds before my body shook, and I heard myself crying
out. She moved quickly, kissing me again, my own juices so tasty. Then she
was back between my legs, and I came again. Another kiss, and again she
was licking my pussy, making me cum. Then another kiss.

        Then she started on my breasts. They have always been very sensitive,
and, of course, she knew that. I saw the twinkle in her eyes, made even
more seductive by the candlelight, and knew she was going to tease me again.

        My left nipple disappeared into her mouth. I groaned aloud as the
sensations built higher and higher. She paused, kissed me, and then it was my
right nipple's turn. I laughed giddily as she alternated sucking my nipples
and kissing me on the mouth. My hands were pawing at the sheets as my
senses overloaded. Oh, what a woman, playing with my tits when she KNOWS
what it does to me....

        I was shaking violently now, my mind clouded with passion. She went
on teasing just a bit longer, then, recognizing that I was almost gone,
quickly slid her finger into my snatch.

        I let out a howl that was probably heard several miles away. The
climax that ripped through me seemed to include every nerve ending in my
entire body. When I regained my senses, she was standing by the door.

        "You rest. I'll make dinner and bring it in."

        I lay back, smiling. The day hadn't been a waste after all.