The spring breeze blew the curtains away from the windows and the infectious sounds of latin music filled the air, Melody hummed along with the guitars and swayed her hips and she sliced pieces of fruit and veggies into bite size pieces, to put on the kabob sticks she had dug out of the cabinet. It was the first warm day since they moved in and she couldn't wait until Brandon got home. She was making all of his favorite summer dishes for dinner and they had lazy weekend off ahead of them.  Their life had been crazy over the past few years, he worked two jobs and put himself through college, she worked as a traveling nurse and had also been taking classes for her masters.  Eventhough they decided to move in together about 6 months ago they felt like they saw less of each other.  Melody had been looking forward to spending a weekend together at home, for years they joked that their favorite pasttimes were watching movies, taking naps and making love.  She was prepared. She had downloaded as many of Brandons favorite movies as she could remember, his list changed constantly. She had stopped by the store to gather all the perfect foods for feeding each other and of course Victoria's Secret, eventhough she knew it wouldnt stay on long.  She stopped cutting and smiled at the thought, their physical connection had gotten them through the first few years and strengthened their bond, and despite aging their libidos had remained strong.  She laid the knife down and untied her apron, it would only be about ten minutes until he got home she thought as she slipped her pants off and laid them with her t shirt on the chair.  Leaving her lightly bronzed bottom exposed and her well toned back.  She retied her apron around her waist and shivered as the breeze blew in hardening her nipples.  Her apron strategically covered her breasts and the front of her body.  She danced her way back to the counter and finished the kabobs, set the oven to warm and took a long sip of her capt & coke.  Then she moved over to the pantry side of the kitchen and strecthed on her tiptoes to reach the box of brownie mix on the top shelf. 

    He had gotten home early and slipped in the garage door to see his love dancing through the kitchen, music blasting.  He enjoyed watching her, he thought everything that this woman did was sexy, and she never seemed to try.  She was drinking he could tell from the flush in her cheeks. As he continued to watch her he moved slowly toward the kitchen enjoying the private show.  She turned to the pantry and as she streched, one hand on the counter top helping her balance.  Her calves flexed, toes pushed and he couldnt resist with one quick motion he stepped up behind her.

   She was startled by Brandon low sexy voice whisper "dam right" as his warm hands slid around her hips.  A smile burst onto her face, blue eyes twinkling in the afternoon sun, she turned in his grasp dropping the brownie mix onto the floor and kissed him.  She missed those lips, sweet and warm, filled now with urgency and yet still incredibly delicate. 

    Brandon slid his hands under her round cheeks as he kissed her and lifted her onto the counter behind her.  She laid her hand against his cheek as she leaned down and kissed him again.  This simple gesture was something she had done almost everytime she kissed him, it was as calming as her breath on his neck.  The nights they were apart he could close his eyes, see her smile and feel her hand resting there.  "Welcome home love" she whispered into his ear.  He sucked a breath in as she kissed along his jaw back to his lips.  The scent of her hair surrounded him, it was soft and floral and tantlized him when he was away.  He slowly slid his hands up and down her sides and back, making her shiver with the gentleness of his touch.   

    "You snuck in on me" she said as she smiled and playfully bit his bottom lip.  "I couldnt pass up that ass" he said as he grabbed it once more.  She giggled, "well I was just about to make brownies" she said and she leaned against his strong arms to jump off the counter.  He pulled her close as she stood in front of him so she could feel his hardened member pressing against her.  As she danced from his arms he gave her rear end a quick smack, she tossed her hair as she turned and smiled at him.  She continued to move rhythmically throughout the kitchen gathering supplies for the brownies.  He watched smiling ear to ear in amazement at the mystical nature of their romance.  Once he could tell she landed where she might stay for a moment he came up behind her pinning her between the counter and his body.  She handed him her glass and he took a long drink and then pulling her hair to one side he began kissing her shoulders.  She cracked the egg, poured the water, added the oil and turned the mixer on low.  Next was the squirt of chocolate syrup that made them just perfect.  She slid her finger around the rim of the bowl and let him lick the batter off. "Yumm" he muttered as she kissed him quickly over her shoulder.  Once complete she poured the rich brown mixture into the pan, he took it from her and put it into the oven.  "Now your mine" he said as he turned back to her, planting a strong kiss on her mouth her spun her around and pressed her chest to the counter. 

      She was bubbling with laughter, the enjoyment of sex with him was never any less, never faked, in her words it was pure bliss.  Slowly kissing her neck and back, his slid his left hand between her legs and felt the warm moist mound he was waiting for.  He quickly unfastened his belt and pants, and freed his erect manhood.  Using skilled fingers he parted her lips and pressed into her feeling her wet, hot lust envelope him, she moaned as he penetrated her.  With each thrust his speed and power built in instensity, holding her hips for leverage as she held the counter.  Their movements were so in sync that they came at the same time, causing them both to collapse against the cool granite countertop.  After a few minutes of rest he pulled her up to standing, kissed her hard, then he bent down and threw her up on his shoulder, bare bottom in the air. Giggling she said "we have 24 minutes."  He laughed "plenty of time baby" as headed to their bedroom. 

      Laughing he dropped her onto the bed, stripped his shirt off and climbed onto the bed with her.  His hands exploring her curves, he knew everyone but they seemed new everytime.  She kissed him, moving her lips down his neck to his ear, a nibble and a tug.  "I missed you baby" she whispered.  He moaned and nuzzled his face against her neck and squeezed her tightly.  Then kissed his way up her collar bone to her chin and then lips. He loved her lips, soft and sweet and deliciously red like a ripe strawberry.

    She wanted to make sure this weekend was all about him, they were celebrating his new job.  She slowly rubbed her hands against his chest and then gave a little shove and told him it was her turn.  He rolled onto his back, she straddled him, her apron still on.  Began tracing her fingers over the muscles of his chest and arms, then followed that line with kisses.  She wiggled herself down as she kissed his abs and hips, down to his thighs and then to his favorite places. It was such a huge turn on for her, always had been.  She kissed his member from base to tip and then back down.  He breathing slowed   

Have you ever tried to type on a keyboard with one hand?

how about one hand of mine and one of yours?

you said it perfectly when you said we had to think as one.

crazy but true, i feel perfect when im with you.