Welcome Home: Muse  

DustyWidget 59M
4382 posts
7/10/2006 12:40 am

Last Read:
7/12/2006 1:14 am

Welcome Home: Muse

She stood in the doorway, the light breeze wrapping itself around her, her head fell back and a moan escaped her lips. She had prayed all day that he would make it home tonight, but his plane was late and it was a two-hour drive.

The party went on behind her, people laughing, dancing, having fun.

She watched as the tempo of the music slowed and couples moved into each others arms. Her arms crossed to her shoulders, and lightly touched her
breasts, as they did, her nipples already hard tingled at the touch, and she felt the wetness between her legs, her clitoris started to gently
throb.

She watched the room, watched the way people touched each other. Little fingers locking as bodies moved ever closer to each other, watching as some whispered to each other. Promises of things to come by the way they looked into each others eyes. If you looked at some of the Women you could actually watch as their nipples rose in anticipation.

As her need for him intensified she slipped quietly upstairs to their bedroom, her breath laboured as she lent against the bedroom door and shuddered.

A few minutes just to get her composure and she'd be fine. But as her eyes closed her hand moved up
her leg to her pants, she felt herself moving them to one side. She inhaled as her fingers found her ripe clitoris and within seconds wave after wave of pleasure made her knees buckle as her release came ...

The party came to its natural end, and after saying goodbye to her guests, she wandered from room to room, picking up the odd glass, opening
windows to let what little air there was in.

She turned all the lights off and kicked off her shoes. She unclipped her hair and let it fall free with a shake of her head. With just the light from the moon and stars she unzipped her
dress and stepped out of it. She unclasped her bra and let her breasts fall free,

She pulled the ties from the sides of her panties and they fell away. She walked towards the french windows and opened them, as her naked body met the evening breeze every sense was alive.

Her nipples ached with the need to be sucked, and as she took them between her fingers and thumbs and rolled them she prayed to every God there was to bring him home.

Her groans, carried in the summer breeze, almost seemed to reach him as he drove home, he looked at the clock, one hour and he would be home. He
could almost taste her, just thinking about her made his hardness grow, and he had to move slightly in his seat.

He thought about her body, how her skin felt, how she giggled when he kissed her shoulders, how they moved together, and how beautiful she looked when she came.

The way that she curled her body around him while she slept, and during the night in her sleep she would gently kiss him, how she made him complete and safe, and loved.

No-one could make him feel as horny as she did, how she would just drop to her knees and take him in her mouth, never losing eye contact ... God he could almost feel her wet tongue rolling around his hardness as he drove ... 45 minutes and he would be home.

As she stepped out of the shower and lay on her bed, her body wet she closed her eyes and waited ...

How could anyone think this was written by Dusty. No this is obviously a woman's touch. I know why you have been away Muse and I share your pain.

Welcome home Muse.



MorganLeFaye1978 38F
110 posts
7/10/2006 2:05 am

WOW dusty... that makes me look forward to Saturday morning! whew... I so can't wait now!


VTLakesideVixen 60F
458 posts
7/10/2006 2:12 am

"Welcome back!" to Dusty's Muse, and hugs to Dusty for such nice writing. Dusty, please post more of the story!


angelofmercy5 59F
17881 posts
7/10/2006 6:30 am

Hmmmmmmmmm......you've got me thinking now!


smoothnjuicy4u 50F

7/10/2006 6:58 am

nice story Dusty is there more to it??


HBowt2 59F

7/10/2006 2:52 pm

wonderful dusty...erotic and sensual...


NTTs_ilsuconu 59M

7/11/2006 1:42 pm

So... you're the one giving Leslie writing lessons! This is GREAT! I got a kick out of your ending question...

How could anyone think this was written by Dusty. No this is obviously a woman's touch.

The obvious answer, of course, is genious... pure genious. Like how James Patterson narrates his "Women's Murder Club" series in Lindsay Boxer's voice...


LSUN 59F

7/11/2006 2:02 pm

wow this is perfection
you captured all the details
your visuals are very clear
I can't wait to read the finish
or perhaps the beginning
depends on how one looks at it
once he does arrive
I'm sure
will be a delightful read
ty for the smile
you placed on my mind
while reading this


amoldenough 70F
16436 posts
7/11/2006 3:38 pm

Thankyou Dusty, for printing Muse's wonderful story. Can't wait until he comes home.

"Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened."


undressed3 56F
1 post
7/11/2006 7:10 pm

Very nice writing....


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