I dreamt about you again last night. In this dream I return home from a six-months-long deployment.

I stand in the doorway as you move about the kitchen. I take a moment to savor the curves of your beautiful body, wonderfully familiar after ten years of passion and intimacy, yet made excitingly new by our recent separation.

As you place dishes in the kitchen sink, I move to stand behind you. Your gasp of surprise turns to one of delight as I wrap you in my arms from behind. Kissing you lightly on the neck, I slip my hands beneath your shirt to cup your full breasts. Shivers travel up your spine as I continue to plant little kisses on your shoulder, neck, and cheek. My hands gently knead the firmness of your tits and my fingers tweak your engorged nipples, sending a sharp signal of longing to your loins and... Read More