It was another hot day where all I wanted was to have you in my arms. Every time I even tried to call you, somebody popped in my office and had to talk to me.

On the way home, I was trying to drive carefully. I didn't even let my hands stay on my lap because I wanted to save my hard-on for you.

Now I'm home.

I take my shoes off. As soon as I see you, I am all over you on the bed. I was going to wait till you at least took off your skirt, but my body just flew at you.

I want to just rip off my shirt, but don't want to be away from your lips for a minute. Rolling around on the bed just makes it hotter. So when I pull away too, I stare into your pretty eyes. I yank my shirt off with one hand, and lift yours with my other. You pull it off and they're both thrown wherever, before we go back to kissing passionately.

I reach behind you and unhook your bra, then throw that too. You hug me close to you. The feeling of your breasts against my chest always arouses me.

My lips move down to your neck as my body moves down. Kissing and sucking your neck, I undo my pants. You look down at me doing this, and begin to push down your skirt. So I kiss down to your breasts, and you bring your knees up so I can quickly remove your skirt. But the silence is keeping the feeling from expanding.

"I missed you all day," I whisper against the breast I'm now licking. "I couldn't even call you," I groan, pulling off my pants. I throw them near your sparkly skirt. As I move to your other breast, I think about how every time I thought of you today, I wished I could see you dance in that skirt...

You squeal. I lick your nipple. You giggle as I keep it up. You taste so sweet...

Thinking about where else you taste, I move to your ear.

"I want to taste you," I whisper. "I can't wait to feel you." Then I move back down, and pull your panties down your now shivering legs. If you're this excited... oh, my mouth waters just thinking about you.

Slowly I crawl in between your legs, and lay down to see it. Your shaved pussy is glistening slightly. I slide my tongue in slowly, and move it around slow too. Through my own pleasure, I can hear your breathing quicken. Then I feel your hand run through my hair. I dive in deep and fast.

Your gasp drives me into more drunken pleasure. I moan myself, and lick up to your clit. I lick all around your clit, never the tip though. You breathe in sharply, and let out breathy quiet whimpers.

Then I stick a finger inside your pussy and move it up and down. You are still trying to hold in the feeling. I'm determined to make the