You lose your train of thought when you realize you've arrived at your house, a cute starter home you bought with her. You've been working for about a year on different projects around the house, and you both are pretty happy with how it is turning out.
As you walk up the steps, you are still a bit lost in thought. A whole week, and you haven't decided how to start the fun. Still trying to come up with your plan as you open the door, you are almost knocked off your feet as Maria appears throwing her slender arms around you.
"Baby!! I'm so glad you're home!!" she exclaims with glee before kissing you with passion.
Looking at her, you feel as lucky as you did when she said yes to your first date three years ago and just as lucky as when she said yes again one year later. A soft face with warm brown eyes, accenting her tan skin, gently caressed by her long, curly, raven-black hair that cascades down her shoulders and frames her chest. And her curves, beyond alluring with her plump yet perky breasts, thick behind, and an oh-so-squeezable middle to match. The attraction you feel for her body is matched by your attraction for who she is - smart, funny, just the right balance of romantic and weird, incredibly kind and caring. Every part of her - mind, body and soul - immensely beautiful.
Every time you see her you feel this way, and every day coming home from work it takes all your self control to not take her right then and there in the open doorway and make her squeal with pleasure. But your neighbors wouldn't appreciate that. You see the looks they give you after some of your more raucous nights of love-making, and while they haven't made a noise complaint, putting on a show in public would definitely get you a visit from the police.
Maria, as she always does, sees the desire in your eyes and decides to tease you a little bit. Gently swaying her breasts from side to side, saying "Dinner's almost ready, why don't you come in and get comfortable. I was thinking we could watch that rom-com afterwards...." she turns towards the kitchen, but not before stopping and wiggling her ass for you, "unless if you had other plans..."
Speaking of other plans, what do you do?
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