The invitation from Michael had come late in the day. It was quite unexpected as I had presumed him to still be out of town, but was delighted to learn he was back. Any time he left for business he was gone for far too long for my tastes.
This time however, it was such a long time we were well into winter from summer. The property we shared was adjacent, and not a far walk at all, unless it was winter and snow had blanketed the earth. I may have taken too long to prepare myself for him. It was important however that everything be perfect. It didn't matter that we spoke daily we had not been together since the cardinals eggs had hatched, and summer had just begun. it was as if the light summer breeze had whisked him away, and a blustery winter gale had returned him to me.
I slipped on the collar necklace he had given me for my summer birthday, and then found my fur coat to slip on for the walk to his place. It felt delicious on my bare skin. As did my over the knee fur lined boots, on my bare feet and legs.
I walked briskly up the walkway to his place, bundled and warm. There was a comfort in the sound of my softly muffled steps crunching on the newly fallen snow. And an enormous tingle all over my body as thoughts of him dampened my thighs, instantly freezing in the frigid air. I was so excited and the all over tingles so extreme I nearly orgasmed while walking. I giggled out loud in embarrassment. To spite the cold, I needed to stop for a moment to collect myself when I was nearly there.
Taking a deep breath I opened the small picket fence gate, approaching the back of the house off the patio, I entered the side door which was unlocked.
He was standing in the dark kitchen, and looked up as I entered. His instant smile nearly lit the room. He crossed the space between us in two steps, instantly pulling the fox fur down my arms, pulling the coat with me close to him, his lips claimed mine in an instant. I was trapped against his body with the coat pulled tightly around me. Which was fine I never wanted to be away from him again.
Time seemed to stand still, while the kiss lingered, the intensity grew exponentially as did the deep unquenchable arousal deep inside me. He had somehow removed his robe, and my coat, which lay in a heap around our feet.
His eyes locked on mine when he reached his hand between my legs finding the pool of excitement waiting for him. He smiled at me over the wetness he found. while I bit my lower lip. There was an electric current awakening us both while the desperate need for one another driven by time and distance, seemed to arrive at an untenable level. He dragged his finger through my wetness, and with two fingers deposited some on each of my pointed nipples. and then playfully licked and sucked each hungry nipple. My groan of pleasure nearly instant. He guided us both to the floor, where we lay on the earlier discarded robe.
His fingers dug into my large breasts, while his feet quickly kicked my legs apart. Without ceremony his engorged cock nearly instantly found my pussy and with a single thrust, he drove himself deeply inside of me. He stopped instantly, holding himself still, while the walls of my pussy pulsed rapidly on his throbbing cock.
He was my home, his cock never failed to make me feel whole, but never before had we simply lain no movement except for our sexes moving. Without warning we instantly came together. It was loud and long and complete. We lay on the floor in each others arms for the longest time. After a long while I turned my face to his, kissing him on the tip of his nose, I finally said the first words spoken between us.
"Welcome home."
Trish Nielson
