I've had to work late again tonight. I don't like being away every night knowing you are home, going to bed alone. I'm sure you miss me as much as I miss you, maybe more. We use, having to make a living as an excuse. Do we really need to spend most of our precious lifetime away from each other. I enter the dark quiet house that we call home. The silence is deafening.
I miss my wife, greeting me with a kiss, hearing her say, "I've missed you so much, I'm glad you're home." I climb the stairs to our bedroom and sit on our bed, listening to you breathe. It's the most wonderful sound in the world.
I undress and shower. Climbing under the covers, I move over close to you and find you lying on you side, your back to me. Leaning over you I kiss your shoulder, my fingers softly touching your soft skin. I whisper, I love you Tammy, I can only hope you love me as much. My lips kiss you're soft neck. Murmuring, you turn onto your back. I whisper, "Tammy, ' are you awake?"
"My lips touch your soft breast, I love you sweetheart, more than anything in this world, I want you to know this."
Sleepily she reply's "I love you to honey. I miss you when you're not here to go to bed with me. I miss being in your arms. I miss being able to kiss you and having you kiss me. I miss all of these things. I need you to hold me now. I need to feel you against me, wanting me. I need you to make love to me like there is no tomorrow, only tonight."
"I know darling, I need you to want me, to take me inside you and hold me in your arms as we make love. I need to kiss and touch every inch of you. We lay kissing softly, our fingers caressing one another as we profess our deepest love for each other. We slowly become one, consummating our love for each other until we are both totally exhausted. Two people in the dark. Holding each other in their arms and hearts, as man and woman are meant to do.
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