




Part 1/2 . I’m watching you out of our bedroom window as you get closer to the door. I can tell by your subdued walk that you haven’t had a good day - your head’s down, there’s no energy in your step.
But I can fix that.
When you open the door of our room, I’m not going to move from this position. You’ll see the damp patch on my light blue panties and immediately sense my mood. You’ll come up behind me and move the hair off my neck. You’ll bend over into me and kiss the bare nape of it, while your other hand starts rubbing between my legs. It won’t be long before you deftly pull those panties to the side so your fingers can enter me and continue their rubbing motion.
It will feel amazing, no doubt - but it’s your turn to be taken care of now.