Coming Home To Her
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Heading home ,his day long,but he survived ,but stuck as he drove ,bumper to bumper traffic ..his thoughts drifted ,he had called her as he left work,but just the thought of actually getting home to her rose his anxiety..she was special and she knew it..it wasn't only the sex ,she was more.. She made him look forward to hearing how her day was ,always beamed with excitement as she related episodes of her job..and believe it or not she enjoyed listening to his day..they developed that bond...showering together..her drying him off..she always enjoyed.. .chit chat over dinner ,candle light ..all a precursor to ...
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