NavelStories™

I smell the fresh Rocky Mountain air, then turn to knock on your door and smile when you open it in only a bathrobe a few minutes later. The look of your hair and attire tells me you were spending some quality alone time away from the kids. After the initial surprise wears off, you wrap your arms around me and kiss me softly, a little tongue invading the gentleness of the kiss. I slowly move you back into the house, closing the door behind me with my foot. You undo your robe and let it fall to the ground. You step back and allow me to take your entire body in. Your breasts eagerly await my attention, your nipples hard from your attention before my knock. I can tell you were playing by the delicious scent I can smell, now heavy in the air across your house. You run your hands down my chest, obviously intending to take my shirt off, followed by the rest of my clothes, but I stop you. I rest my bag on the chair, and you notice it with a raised eyebrow. "Planning to stay for a while, ...