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I was heading home from a pretty standard day at work. I had made maybe thirty dollars in tips after figuring fuel costs. I raced south down a back road with my windows down and my left hand sticking out to feel the warm sun and cool breeze flow by my fingers as I aimed my car home. I didn't call my wife to tell her I was on my way like I usually do. I'd always call her on the road between deliveries if she wasn't in class. Most times I'd call she would be painting or playing video games. We had gotten married young, both of us were still 19 and we were each other's first. I loved her like I loved air itself, I yearned for her in the same way... Too long without her and I would feel her absence with a burning intensity. And now I was heading home to her. I pulled up to our apartment and quietly slid out of my car. I wanted to surprise her. She was beautiful and petite, bubbly with a youthful energy. She'd usually greet me by bounding across the room and into my arms, tackling me with hugs and kisses. I was curious to see how surprising her would go. I got halfway up the stairs and realized I probably should have picked her up flowers or something special for her. It was too late now... I'd have to do so next time. I slid my key into the lock slowly, hoping she might not hear me enter. I turned the lock and began to enter... I heard her jump and shout in surprise. "Ryan!?" she screamed. I stood in the doorway smiling. I hadn't thought that I might have just put the fear of God ...

... in her that someone may be breaking in... Our neighbors often loudly fought and we weren't exactly in the most "wholesome" of areas in town. "Hey sweetie." I said. She was washing dishes in the sink. Her long, wavy brown hair was accented by new blonde highlights. She must have done added those after I left her early that morning for work. She had on my favorite shirt of hers, a dark purple and fuchsia stripped shirt that had a deep V cut. It was tight and fit her form perfectly. Her small perky breasts and slender waist... leading to her hips, which gave her an undeniably sexy frame. She had a tight pair of jeans on, her round ass attacting my gaze like a magnet. I thought to myself I am the luckiest man alive... I walked up to her and hugged her from behind. She leaned back against my chest and smiled. "How was work?" she asked. I managed to form the words, "It was okay. I missed you." She was turning to face me when something came over me... I broke the hug. I nessled my hardening cock against her ass. I grabbed her by the hips and kissed her neck. She moaned softly. I slid my left hand down her side until I reached the hem of her shirt. I curled my fingers up and peeled it back, placing my hand on her warm olive skin. I thrust against her and unclaspped her bra though her shirt. She began grinding her ass along my left thigh, tracing the length of my now fully erect dick through my jeans. I grabbed her left breast in one hand as my other fingered the rim of the button of ...