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The gentle buzzing of his cell phone awakened him from his daydream. The warm feeling of anticipation that had been consuming him for the last hour seemed to explode when he glanced down at the phone. The name on the caller ID brought a smile to his face. His heart rate rose as her image drifted into the eye of his imagination. The feeling of excitement and anticipation rising to nearly a fever pitch within him as he reached for his phone, his thumb poised over the screen ready to connect to the caller.
A gentle touch on the screen and the phone connected. Raising the phone to his ear in anticipation he spoke a single word. "Hello?"
Through the speaker came the familiar voice that never ceased to excite him.
A tired voice replied. "Hi Babe, we're done for the day. The mechanics are here going over my machine prepping it for tomorrow. I'll be there in less than an hour."
As her familiar voice wafted from the speaker he can see her dressed in the utilitarian work clothes that keep hidden the beauty beneath. The ill-fitting clothes hiding her inviting 5' 3" frame. The swell of her firm 34B breasts, taught belly and toned thighs along with a well-defined ass sculpted from years of sports and fitness training. All of this covered by the softest skin he has ever felt in his life. The thought of her rounded face, inviting brown eyes and soft, full lips forming the most inviting smile he has ever seen completes the picture.
The most endearing feature is a cute button looking nose that seems to draw your eyes to it. She does not have the stunning beauty of a fashion model. No, she has a comfortable, girl-next-door look that can disarm any man she puts her mind to.
Shaking himself from the vision he answers after the briefest pause to the tired sounding voice.
"Hey Babe, that sounds good. You sound tired?"
"I am. It's been a long day trying to catch up from the rain."
"Are you hungry?"
"I'm starving. What were you thinking for eats?"
"I have a surprise for you."
"What is it?"
"Not tellin'. You'll see when ya get here."
"Well ... It better be good. Otherwise, I'll have to kick your butt."
"Trust me, you'll like it."
"Okay, Okay ... I'll be there as soon as I can."
"See you soon. Love ya Babe. Bye"
"Love you too. Bye."
With that his phone went quiet. The anticipation was now building even quicker within him by the second. He knew she would be tired and hungry after being out in the heat all day. He'd seen it before. She operated heavy construction machinery all day long. It was something her operating engineer father got her into right out of high school. She loved it and it made her happy, even if it wasn't a traditional job for a woman.
When the call ended he leapt to his feet. It was now time to put his planning into action.
It had been a busy day for him. He rose when her alarm sounded. He made her lunch and prepared her cooler for the day. Shortly after she left for work he went for a run to his favorite destination to the beach at the end of his favorite trail that follows alongside a nearby lake. It's was one of the favorite parts of his day. He loved running and working out. I helped him keep his 6'2", 225 pounds of well-defined muscles in shape for his favorite pastime, competing in triathlons.
His tanned skin covered the hard muscles and his face sported the chiseled features that gave him the look one finds on the finest ancient Greek or Roman statues. The jet black hair complimenting his dark brown eyes finish the look that causes many women to turn their heads as he passed. Often one would try and run with him but they all faded quickly while trying to keep his rigorous pace.
He moved with a grace and ease that allowed him to work up a good sweat pushing his body to its peak performance level and maintaining it for as long as he wished. He felt good. He felt strong. He felt powerful as he finished his run looking down at his watch noting he had cut 2 minutes from his last time. He was pleased.
He made himself a mental list and started working on it once back at the house. He checked on the chicken he placed in marinade last night making sure everything was okay with it. He double checked confirming he had everything he needed for his planned meal tonight.
The meal consisted of her favorites. It was nothing fancy. That was part of what he loved about her. She was happy with the simple things. Expensive cars, fancy restaurants, jewelry, clubs and clothes did not appeal to her. She was happy with a walk on the beach holding hands one day. While the next she could dress for a fancy dinner on the town and turn heads all night long with ease.
It was a gorgeous Friday near the end of July. The sun was out. It was hot with a slight breeze. The kind of day that made him glad he was a teacher giving him the summer off. This gave him the time to complete his surprise for her. He set about finishing off his list. By the time his phone rang he had cleaned the house, the bathrooms, done the laundry, prepped their evening meal and showered. The meal was a few minutes away from being finished. Now all that was left was the waiting, the waiting for his special guest.
The hum of the overhead garage door opener signaled her pending arrival. The sound of her car in the garage confirming she was home. Within moments the garage door opener sounded again followed by the distinctive snap of the access door latch as it closed. He could see her as she walked down the hallway weighed down by her cooler, lunch box, purse and work bags. The dust and dirt on her face along with the sweat line on her shirt confirmed it had indeed been a long day. He hurried to help her with her load. But she shooed him away saying. "Don't come near me I stink."
He stopped and let her unload everything she carried before moving in to hug and kiss her. Again she tried to stop him saying "I'm gross. You don't want to hug me."
He ignored her protests as he wrapped her gently in his strong arms lifting her up with practiced ease and kissing her telling her. "Yes I do. Now come here."
She giggled and kissed him back saying. "Put me down ya brute. I'm going to take a shower."
He still held her up to him telling her. "Nope ... Dinner is ready now and it will be cold by the time you're done with your shower. Besides, I'm hungry too. We're eating now."
With her shoulders slumped, tilting her head, and giving her best pretend whine she said "But I stink."
Still holding her off the floor he told her "I don't care. You're hungry, I'm hungry and the food is ready. Sit your ass down at the table and we'll eat before it gets cold."
"What did you make?" She asked as he set back down.
Moving about the kitchen as he prepared the plates he listed of the menu for the evening meal. "I marinated and grilled some chicken, made your favorite rice dish and couple of other things to go with it. I also grabbed a bottle of your favorite wine. I also have a special treat."
All she could think to say was "But I stink sooo bad!"
He firmly told her "Sit down, shut up, eat and enjoy."
"Ohh Kaaayyy..." she said "If I have tooo..." Drawing the words out and sounding like an exasperated little girl.
"Yes you do. Now eat."
As they ate the exchanged how their days went. He listened as she told him about the "jerk" foreman and the off-color joke one of her coworkers told followed by the latest work gossip. He told her about the changes with his job for the new school year and his plans for the next race he wanted to enter. They shared the mundane things couples do that helps them feel like they are connected to each other. They laughed and teased each other in the intimate and familiar way that only a couple can do as they finished their meal.
After finishing the main course she wanted to run off and take a shower. He still wouldn't let her go. He had picked up an apple pie from her favorite bakery in town. Her eyes widened in anticipation like a young child when she saw the box. In no time at all she was savoring her favorite sweet delight topped with whipped cream. As she delighted in the treat he cleared the dishes and started cleaning up. She took her time finishing the pie. When he stopped for a second and glanced at her she was looking at him with a suspicious eye. Finally noticing he asked her. "What?"
"What do you mean? What" she answered.
"You keep giving me the evil eye."
"I'm trying to figure out why you're doing this."
"This what?"
"This ... The cleaning the house. My favorite diner. My favorite wine. My
favorite desert. What are you plying me for? Do you have something planned with your friends?"
"No ... Nothing like that at all." he responded. "I knew you had a long week and you'd be tired when it was over. That's all."
Still suspicious she said "I don't believe you. But thanks anyways. It was really good."
He answered her with a humph and went back to clearing the mess. As she brought her plate to him she asked. "Can I go take a shower now Master?"
He was finished with cleaning up and her plate was the last thing he needed to load in the dishwasher. He told her. "Yes Stinky ... You can go take a shower."
She picked up a wet dish rag and tossed it him telling him. "I'll give ya Stinky."
He laughed and shooed her toward the bathroom with the threat of returning the wet wash cloth at her telling her. "While you're taking your shower I'm going to run to the gas station and pick up lottery tickets for tonight's drawing. I forgot to get them when I was out earlier."
He could hear her muffled voice from down the hallway saying. "OK. I'll be out by the time you get back."
With that he heard the bathroom door close and the shower being turned on a couple of minutes later.
It had been a long, dry day at work for her. The dust had been kicked up all day by the machine she was running. She was covered from head to toe with dirt.
Quickly she unbuttoned her shirt peeling it off of her shoulders. A quick reach around to her back and her bra was sliding down her arms on its way to being tossed in a pile with her shirt. Next came her pants as she undid the zipper then guiding them down her toned legs. She deftly removed her socks as her feet cleared the pants. All that was left was her panties. She tried to slide them down but they wouldn't move. They felt like they were painted on. She had to peel them off of her firm ass and rounded hips. Once cleared of her gorgeous ass they quickly landed in the growing pile of dirty clothes.
She looked at herself in the large mirror over the sink. She could see the sweat and dirt marks on her face and around her neck. She turned and picked up the pile of dirty clothes to put them in the hamper. As she picked them up she wrinkled nose saying to herself "Yup, you do stink."
Returning to the mirror she could see her pubic hair starting to grow back. As she raised her arms, the mirror confirmed she would need to take care of them too. Looking at the visible stubble on her legs she knew she would not be out of the shower by the time he got back from the gas station. He was right. It had been a long week and she was in need of some "My time." to take care of things.
She grabbed a couple towels and set them next to the shower as she reached in turning it on letting it warm up and adjusting the temperature she wanted. Once she had the shower adjusted she stepped inside and closed the shower door. The streaming water felt wonderful.
As she set about her shower routine she could see the dirt and grime running off of her making its way to the drain as she rinsed herself under the soothing stream of water. She quickly lathered up a rag and started washing. As the rag passed over her nipples she felt a warm rush between her legs sending a small shiver up throughout her body. Thinking to herself "I must be hornier than I thought." she gently tweaked both nipples again confirming her thoughts as her body reacted. She washed her arms, back, abs and legs working her way up to her pussy. As she washed between her legs the warm feelings began to rise even further. She started rubbing the outside of her lips squeezing her clit between her fingers gently. As her breathing started to quicken she stopped. She scolded herself saying "She needed sex with her man, not a quickie session alone in the shower."
She finished washing the day's dirt from her body. After a thorough rise she grabbed the shampoo bottle squeezing a large dollop of the thick liquid into her hand before vigorously scrubbing the remaining dirt from her scalp and rinsing. She grabbed her scented conditioner using a generous amount on her hair letting it sit while she started primping the rest of her body.
As she set about shaving her under arms and legs she was humming one of her favorite songs she heard on the radio on her way home from work today. Carefully she shaved herself smooth between her legs admiring the large puffy lips of her pussy as she hummed away. She couldn't help but give her pussy lips a firm rubbing while running her middle finger up and down her slit dragging it over her clit causing her to jump in excitement. She hoped he would be back by now so she could make love to him when she got out of the shower. After clearing her thoughts she finished removing the remainder of the growth from around her pussy. With the shaving done she rinsed again and exited the shower.
She dried herself off with the large soft towels. After that she started on her hair brushing the auburn tresses removing any tangles from them. She retrieved a lotion bottle from the cabinet taking the fresh smelling liquid and rubbing it all over her pubic area felling its soothing effects. She couldn't resist rubbing her clit while inserting a finger, working her pussy some more. She was horny and she was wet with desire and it was really hard to stop rubbing her pussy.
Admiring herself in the mirror she felt normal again. She was horny and looking forward to a long love making session with her man. It was now time to find him and seduce him. She knew it wouldn't take much. He had always been more than willing and capable when it came to fulfilling her desires. With that she hung one towel up and wrapped herself in the other large one. She was going to screw his brains out wherever she found him in the house.
With one hand holding the loosely wrapped towel she opened the bathroom door. She turned and started down the hallway towards the living area of the house.
Before she knew what happened she felt herself being grabbed roughly from behind. One arm trapped her left arm to her side and the hand was over her mouth. The other arm had reached around her pinning her right arm to her stomach as she was lifted off of the ground. Her back was pulled tightly to a large chest her feet losing contact with the floor. She kicked and squirmed but could not break free. Almost instantly there was a harsh, menacing voice at her right ear. The voice was barely above a whisper. But it was clearly understandable as it said "If you don't want to be hurt stop fighting. Is that understood?" She slowly nodded her head and stopped struggling.
She was afraid. She could feel the stranger carrying her towards the master bedroom. He was carrying her with ease as he walked backwards. Once in her bedroom he stopped for a moment. As he stopped the arm around her stomach released. She started to struggle to get free but the arm quickly returned around her with a very tight jerk. She relaxed again and the arm released. As it did she felt something being pulled over her head. Suddenly she realized she was being blindfolded. She struggled again only to have the arms tighten once more against her chest making it hard to breathe forcing her to relax again.
When the blindfold was put in place her other senses suddenly seem to become more acute. She could feel his hot breath on her neck. She could feel his heartbeat on her back. She could smell the musk of the cologne he was wearing and the fragrance of the soap he had used to bathe with. She could feel his skin against her legs. She could feel the urgency of his manhood as it pressed against her. It was placed firmly between her ass cheeks. She could feel the moisture that was leaking from the end of it. It was hard and unforgiving. She could hear only distant sounds coming through window. She knew there were no close neighbors. She would not be heard if she tried to scream for help.
She could feel him moving her towards the bed. As they got to the bed he put her down and her feet were now touching the floor. She was now standing between his legs. His very hard cock was now up against her back. She could tell he was much bigger than she was. As soon as he set her down he removed the towel from between them. During the struggle it had fallen open and he dispensed with it easily. Once the towel was gone he immediately pressed himself to her again. She could feel his skin contacting her confirming her suspicions that he was naked.
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