The day was hotter and more humid than I had ever felt before. The heat index was over 100 degrees.There was something strange in the air, but I didn't know what. A feeling of something different. Having a day off finally, I decided not to put on my usual jeans and blouse. Instead I grabbed one of his muscle shirts and and my panties. No-one was home so I could be comfortable.
I decided that I would do something I hadn't in a while. I would cook a nice dinner for him. It had been some time since I had done this because of our work schedules. We were so busy all the time that we would just pick up something at a resteraunt. So after running around and cleaning what little needed to be cleaned, I headed for the kitchen. I took steaks out of the freezer to thaw. I had to make sure I had enough broccoli. No meal was complete without it to him.Having done all this i decided to take a quick nap.
Waking to the heat of the day was not my idea of fun. And cooking in the kitchen on a day like this was even worse. But he was worth it. I seasoned the steaks and put them on the grill on the back patio. Then put the broccoli on to steam. All I had left to do was dice the potatoes and green peppers to stir fry. I knew I had time to get this done and shower and change into something sexy before he got home. He had ben working late at the office for a while.
Standing at the counter with vegetables in hand, listening to music, I was not aware of anything but the task at hand. I liked running around in this state. It was cooler.
I didn't hear the door open, nor did I hear him enter. It wasn't until I felt arms wrap tightly around me that I realized he was home. And early too. I had nothing finished. And the state of dress I was in was not very seductive. My hair hanging loose. Sweat dripping down the front of my breast from the heat. Turning to look at him and ask why he was home so early, I saw a look in his eyes.
I had never seen this look before. It was almost primal in nature. Suddenly he kissed me in a way that was full of sexual tension. Holding me as if he was trying to absorb my very soul he continued kising me. Raining kisses down my neck making me weak at the knees. He knew that was the spot to hit. Lifting me to sit on the counter, he took his hands and placed them on my thighs, seperating my legs. Positioning himself between them, he stared at the clevege that was showing above his t-shirt. I would never have thought that he would find me enticing in something like this. But the smile on his face told me otherwise.
Taking his fingers, he ran them down my neck to the top of my breasts. Following a bead of sweat as it disappeared under the shirt. Then he let his tongue follow that same path. Suddenly the temperture became warmer. I didn't know if it was just me or the heat outside making its way into the house. Looking up at me, he took both his hands adn placed them at the front of the t-shirt. With a sudden and quick move, he ripped it down the middle. Exposing my hardened nipples to his gaze. He then took them in his hands and fondled them as if they were delicate and made of gold. Closing my eyes to the passion that was corsing through my body, I felt him take one of them into his mouth. Flicking his tongue across the sensitive nipple. With a sudden indrawn breath, I pulled away for a moment. Then he took it again and bit it lightly. Oh the sensations.
Paying the same attention to the other breast, I suddenly thought that he had too many clothes on. With an almost brutal yank, I tore his shirt open. Buttons flying around the kitchen. Taking my nails and raking them down his chest. I loved his chest. Many women would probably find it normal. But not me. I thought he had the most gorgeous chest and the sexiest ass of any man I had ever known.
He had always treated me like a porcelain doll. Making sure that all my pleasures were met in every way. Never had he been rough like this. I found that I like it very much. He always made sweet passionate love to me. But today it was just pure, primal sex. Wants and needs that needed to be met.
I slowly lowered my hands to his belt. Upon reaching it I found that he was hard. Jerking his belt loose and opening his jeans, I lowered them slightly. Just enough to take him in my hand. He was so hard. Looking around, I found the cooking oil. I poured a small amount in my hand and started to massage him. Looking at his face while doing so. The pleasure I saw there made me want more.
All of a sudden he pulled away from me. With a look of confusion on my face I couldn't understand why. Then he took his hands and reached for my panties. As thin as they were it didn't take much for him to rip them from me.
With a quickness that made me stop breathing , he entered me. The roughness and slight pain was exquisite. Oumping in and out of me, at a pace that made it hard to catch my breath. Suddenly I felt the beginnings of a powerful release. Grabbing his shirt collar I held onto him as it came over me. Sending me soaring to unimaginable places. Bringing an almost primordial groan from deep within me. At the same moment he met his release. Burying himself deeper within me. Feeling him pulsing as he relaxed into me.
Holding each other for a moment to catch our breaths, he leaned back and looked into my eyes and asked what was for dinner. With a look of astonishment on my face, we both began to laugh
