The Panty Drop

I had been out of work for a while, staying home but doing my share of cooking, cleaning, laundry - you know, trying to be a good half in a relationship.
I saw an old commercial on TV one day from the 60’s where a woman met her man at the front door after his hard day of work. She had an apron on and a martini in her hand to greet him. I laughed about it but thought – what the hell, I'll flip the tables for my baby cause she's workin' hard and brining' home the bacon!
But I twisted it of course, the way I'd like to be met at the door someday.
She had called me earlier that day, telling me about the bad day she was having. So, this seemed like the perfect day to welcome her home – man style!
I heard her car pull up and immediately became aroused about my plan. My hardness stood at full attention at the front door. I was smiling like hell at the image she was about to see – me in a pink polka dot apron with a big hard cock making a tent out of it, and a glass with a double shot of good old Kentucky bourbon in my hand.
But this was about her and her needs - spoiling her a little to let her know I appreciated her.
She finally opened the door and, "Surprise!" I smiled wickedly, "Welcome home, my hard-working baby!"
"Oh my God," she giggled, "What are you up to?"
"Don't move," I demanded giggling, "drop your coat and purse and well, I'll be doing the rest, my love."
She did as I asked, and I handed her the glass of whiskey.
"God I need this!" she sighed, taking a gulp as I got down on my knees.
"Poor baby," I whined - more like baby talk as I lifted her skirt and peeked under telling her, "Don't you worry yourself none, you're home now and Daddy will take good care of you!"
I pulled her knee-length skirt over my head and ducked inside.
"Really?" she giggled, "Right here - right now?"
"Mmmmm,” I moaned, my nose rubbing up and down on the front of her white cotton panties. A nice little wet spot began to appear.
"Oh yeah," I moaned, "right here - right now! The perfect moment!"
I pulled her panties down and she stepped one foot out of them, holding on to my shoulder with one hand.
Her well-trimmed bush stared back me – daring my tongue to part her beautiful pussy lips.
I kissed the top of her bush, each side, then ran my tongue straight up her slit.
"Oh, hell yes!" she moaned, knees buckling a little at the intensity she suddenly felt.
I smiled as I heard her gulp the rest of the whiskey then heard the heavy glass hit the carpeted floor.
I ran my tongue up and down her slit as she spread her legs wider, then wider still as my lips played, feeling her clit getting harder and harder.
Then my lips got busy. I parted her pussy lips with mine and sucked her clit between my lips. Up and down, I sucked on her hardening clit.
I reached my left hand up to her breast, my other hand between her legs to her ass, pushing her against my lips. Her nipple felt rock hard through her blouse and bra.
She quickly pulled her bra up and over her breasts as I ran my fingers back and forth over them, one then the other, making her beautiful nipples even harder.
"Oh my . . . oh wow!" she moaned, taking deep breaths, "My legs – I don't know if I can . . . if I can cum standing up . . . shit that feels so good!"
“Yes you can!” I insisted, “You have to!”
My lips ran up and down faster over her clit, sucking and slobbering, around and around, faster, and harder over her hard wet clit.
She grabbed my head with both her hands, "Hang on, baby!" I managed with a smile.
"Go, Daddy, go!" she giggled and panted, "Give it to me baby – yes! Fuck yes!"
She started rubbing her clit hard over my lips, fucking my face, holding onto my head with both hands, her legs pumping up and down as she pulled me even harder against her crotch.
Her legs were giving way every few seconds from jolting waves of pleasure zapping her, telling me she was near an intense explosion.
I sucked in cool air between my lips as I lightly glided over her clit, then covered her pussy with my warm mouth sliding up and down.
I drove two fingers up and into her drenched pussy, curling them towards me and slowly slid them in and out, in and out over her G-spot.
"Oh Fuck!" she suddenly gasped as she came.
A wad of cum exploded out of her and over my hand running down my arm.
She heaved again and gasped another squirt. More juice exploded out of her.
My hands moved under her ass cheeks to hold her up as she came, her legs spread wide and shaking from the intensity.
Baby kept grinding her clit against my lips – down to her pussy hole then back up over her clit. Up and down her crotch she guided my lips, up and down, moaning and panting, gasping for air.
Her upper body bent over my head as I licked and sucked, licked and sucked – her legs exhausted and shaking. Her voice quivered with panting delight as she giggled and sighed, giggled and sighed.
She finally slowed her pace then tried to stand and catch her breath.
I peeked out from under her skirt, smiling up at her fast-blinking eyes roaming all over mine.
"Thought you might like dessert BEFORE dinner tonight," I smirked up at her – my face covered with her love juice.
My baby cupped her hands around my face, "Best dessert . . . ever!" she smiled down at me, still panting and blinking her eyes into focus.
I smiled a little sadistically as I watched her walk down the hall towards our bedroom, stumbling against one wall then the other like a happy drunken sailor.