Ongoing Dream

Okay, these are mine.
Please let me know if you find a discrepancy in grammar that I've missed.
I write in the first person. Deal with it.

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I'm sitting in our living room when he gets home, reading a computer printout on our couch. Justin works hard at a job that he doesn't really like and I respect him immensely for it. I have no reason not to; we have my Dream House, the cars he dreamed of, money in the bank, the whole nine yards. So it shouldn't be surprising that I'm always looking for new ways of showing my appreciation.

I set aside the papers I had been reading as he sheds his beat up old black coat and boots, and I head for the kitchen. "Hey darlin'." I smile as I pass him to take the two plates I had been keeping warm from the oven. "How was your day?"

"Went okay, I hurt, though." Justin says as I set the plates on the table and turn to kiss him.

"Poor babe." I mutter, putting everything soft and relaxing into my kiss. "You're hungry, then?"

"What do we have?"

"Nothing too special; pork chops, applesauce, and mashed potatoes. What do you feel like drinking?" I say, leaning into him as he holds me.

"Milk." I give him a quick kiss before going to get the drinks and silverware. "So how'd your day go?"

"Pretty boring... Think I might talk to my boss about giving me the same days off as you, just so that I'm not all alone here." I say, as we settle in at the table together.

"Don't you think you'd get bored of me?"

"Hmm... you're right, maybe just half of your days off." I say jokingly as he starts to cut into your meat.

"Oh, I see how it is."

"Yeah? So you know I could never live without you and would never get bored with you?"

"Of course." Justin says with that familiar mischievous smile as I'm cutting into my meat. "I've got you brainwashed."

"Nah... and if you did, you just screwed it up. You're not supposed to tell people 'yea I brainwashed you, whatcha gonna do about it'."

"Or maybe I've got you so brainwashed it doesn't matter."

"Good point." I say laughing. "You know I still love you anyway."

"I love you, too, babe."

"Wouldn't have gone through all this trouble if I didn't."

"What trouble?" He asks as I grin, knowing how he hates surprises.

"You can wait till after dinner... it'll be fun, I promise."

"Better be worth the wait..."

"Of course."

"No hints?"

"Nope."

"Not even if I beg?"

"Plenty of time for that later, sweetheart." I say, finishing my fill and starting on my drink.

"Rotten tease." He mutters, playing mad.

"But you looove me for teasing you." I say as he finishes his plate and drink.

"Oh, do I?"

"You'd better. Otherwise why do I put up with it from you?" I smirk, winking at him to let him know I'm still playing as I get up to take the dishes to the sink. "Are you ready for your surprise yet?" I ask a few minutes later after I get back from the sink.

"Yep, where do we go?"

"Follow me." I chirp, leading Justin upstairs to our master bathroom, telling him to cover your eyes as we get to the door. "No peeking."

"Yes ma'am." I roll my eyes as I open the door and lead him over to lean on the sink.

I take off my pale blue v-neck sweater, revealing a lacy, dark red bra, and turn on the water in our relatively gigantic tub. "Okay, you've probably already peeked, but you can look now." I light the scattered floral scented candles as he uncovers his eyes and starts taking off his clothes.

"Is this part for me or for you?" He asks, as I light the last candle.

"Tonight is all for you. You get to rest and relax because I wanted to show how very much I appreciate you." I say, caressing his face until I remember he hates it, then running my fingers through his thick mop of straight dark brown hair instead.

"Lucky me."

"I guess." I say smiling, going to adjust the water and stopping the tub.

I slowly shimmy out of my jeans, knowing he's watching, to reveal lacy panties to match the bra. I add some sesame oil and a handful of jasmine bath salts and turn back to him for a slow, deep kiss. He unhooks my bra, setting my slightly larger than average breasts free, as I begin to stroke his half-mast dick slowly, very gently. I shrug the bra off and toss it aside as Justin works my panties down so that I'm as naked as he is. I step back out of my panties and get into the nearly full tub, he follows closely behind to sit in front of me. Kissing along each shoulder, I begin to massage his back, whispering between the first few kisses for him to relax. I turn off the water and continue rubbing his back and neck, occasionally pouring warm, scented and oiled water over his back and shoulders, just every so often. I look a few minutes later and his eyes are half-closed... seeming so relaxed. We soak in the tub just enjoying the water, the effect of the moonlight on the frosted glass, the potted plants, and the candlelight until the water starts getting noticeably cold.

"So the life I once dreamed of isn't as bad as you thought, huh?" I ask, as he drains the tub.

"What'd you mean?"

"You're happy with our life?" I ask, as we get out of the quickly draining tub, and I pause to brush and shake some of the water off.

"Of course, honey."

"Nothing else you want?" I ask, rinsing out the tub lightly as he turns on the shower.

"Not now... why?"

"No reason, I just wanted to make sure. Trying to avoid nasty surprises like our savings suddenly disappearing."

"Okay, as long as you're not trying to tell me anything... or that you want anything." Justin says, sounding a bit worried, as we step into the warm shower. I wrap my arms around his waist and begin kissing him deeply, running the tip of my tongue gently along his upper lip, leaning into him as he holds me tighter. I rub my hips lightly against his as I feel him stiffen, running his hands gently down my back to cup my ass before picking me up to lean against the wall where I wrap my legs around your hips, giving him full access to explore how wet I've gotten for him. He plays with my pussy from the back like he did the first time we ever had sex, as I hold onto your shoulders tightly. He frees a hand long enough to guide the head of his cock to my eager entrance, kissing me and giving me his tongue to suck on as you slowly push inside of me. Holding me tightly, knowing how nervous I get when my feet aren't on the ground for an extended period of time, building a steady rhythm as he glides easily in and out of me, his pelvis rubbing against my clit and the head hitting that sweet spot just right to drive me insane. I rest my head on his shoulder for a moment and see a perfect opportunity. I start kissing that exposed, muscular stretch of his neck, gently sucking, licking and nibbling to see what gets the best reaction out of him.

I feel my climax begin to come strongly and move my mouth from his neck. I relax, surrendering to the feeling as I feel myself ripple and squeeze on him, looking up to watch Justin enjoy my orgasm as much as I am before coming himself, resting against the wall as I ground my hips on you, letting you finish completely.

"How do you feel?" He asks, after we share greatful kisses and begin breathing more easily.

"Terrific, but damn glad we had that bar installed in here." I grin, as he sets me very carefully back on my feet and I hold onto the bar for extra balance.

"Was that all you had planned for tonight, baby?" He asks, as I try to avoid soaking my hair while you wash up.

"No, I didn't even really have that planned... fun, though." I say, as we switch places and I wash.

We get out of the shower, quickly wrapping ourselves in thick, soft bath towels before I lead him into our adjacent master bedroom to what I had planned as the main event. "Nice work." He says looking around at the newly-rediscovered surfaces I cleaned off and the new sheets as I light the few groupings of candles scattered around the room.

"Thanks." I say, coming to kneel on our king-sized bed. "Now, it has come to my attention that I have been slacking in my duties... and if you think that the tub is the only way I'm making it up, get ready to be pleasantly surprised."

"You know, you didn't even have to do what you've already done."

"Yes, but I want to. You deserve it for putting up with me and my classes, I told you. You work hard and I want to show you how much I appreciate it, - and just putting up with your stuff isn't enough." I say, as he comes to stand in front of me. "Lie down? I'll start with your back."

"You spoil me." Justin says, kissing me lightly as he lays down in front of me and gets comfortable.

"No more than you spoil me, and we were both spoiled to begin with, so as I see it, I just treat you the way I want to be treated. Make sense?" I say, begin massaging his back slowly. Taking my time to make sure every part of his back gets an equal amount of attention, he slowly starts to drift off as I move on to his neck, shoulders, and arms, and then slowly running my long nails very gently down his naked back before carefully rubbing your legs, working my way down to your feet - all the while remembering all the times he'd done the same for me because I asked. I finally notice he's half asleep and gently put the foot I was working on down, slowly laying down beside him and trying not to disturb him.

"I love you." I whisper, snuggling up to you to go to sleep.

"You don't think you're getting nothing else out of this, do you?" He says, opening one eye to look at me with a smile.

"Doesn't pay to put in all that work and then just undo it right away..." I say, as you flip over and slip an arm around me.

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I may finish this, but probably not until I'm over him and can look at it as just another bit of book porn.