The Surprise

(A writing exercise)

Quietly, she snuck into his house. She had told him earlier in the day that she would be visiting with friends. The house was quiet but she knew he was there. Probably in his study, sitting at his small desk working. She removed her shoes, and in her coat and stockinged feet, and nothing else, made her way quietly to the door of the study. The lulling sounds of the soft rain, his typing and music drifted over her as she approached. She couldn't help the smile on her face, she loved to surprise him and he would definitely enjoy this one. She paused at the door to take him in. He sat still, quietly focused on his task, he didn't seem like the same man who only yesterday had swept her up in his arms and spun her around, both of them giggling. Now he seemed so serious. She watched his slender fingers fly over the keys and she pictured them tenderly touching her skin as he moved her hair over her shoulder where he would place the softest of kisses. She could almost feel the warmth of his lips on her skin. Her gaze traveled up his arm and she imagined them lovingly wrapped around her. She got lost in the sight of his neck and closed her eyes as she recalled how he threw his head back, arched his neck and groaned in pleasure while she took his cock in her mouth. She bit her lip at the memory.

He suddenly stopped typing and when she opened her eyes she saw that he had lifted his glasses and was rubbing the bridge of his nose. He was tired, she imagined he had been at it for hours. She moved toward him and he turned to her, a smile curving his lips. “I thought about you all day” she purred. “Did you now, my love?” he asked, the surprise and delight at seeing her evident in his voice. He moved away from the desk and she came to stand in between his legs. “Yes, I thought my poor love works so hard, he deserves a distraction” she removed his glasses and placed them on his desk. “You know, I have lots of work to do, I can’t afford distractions” he teased while tugging at the belt of her coat. “I wanted to come and surprise you by re-enacting one of your steamy fantasies” she said, leaning forward to start unbuttoning his shirt. “And what fantasy is that?” he asked, opening her coat to reveal her nakedness. He looked up at her and raised an eyebrow. She grinned at him but continued to slowly unbutton his shirt. “The one where I tie you up and have my wicked way with you” she teased. “Is that so?” he replied. “It would be devastating to think that my poor love never got his fantasy fulfilled” he took advantage of her being so close and leaned forward to capture a nipple in his mouth while running his hands up the inside of her thighs. “But first” she continued breathless, “you are wearing too many clothes”