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Marcus came home after a long, hard day from work. He had gone through enough for the day, dealing with slow-moving rush-hour traffic, difficult clients, and a boss reaming his ass for simple screw up, and to make his day worse, a speeding ticket from the highway patrol. He just wanted to end his day by sleeping off the rest of the evening. His expression displayed a mean look, like he was pissed at how his day went wrong. Had he known his day would?ve ended that way, he would have probably called off from work. But he couldn?t change what happened, so he might as well end his horrible day at home. At the minute he stepped inside his home, he was relieved that he made it, but frustrated at how his day went. Having a drink was on his mind. Marcus crossed through the living room and entered his kitchen, where he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of beer to forget his worries. He set the beer on the counter, undo his tie and, popped the top of his beer with a bottle opener he pulled from the utensil drawer. He took one sip, in fact, one big sip from his bottle, kissing the taste of a fine refreshment where he suddenly forget how bad his day went. As he set his beer bottle down on the counter, he bowed his head down thinking what tomorrow may bring. Then he heard footsteps, which sounded more like steps being made from pumps. The sound grew closer to the kitchen, but beşevler escort he never looked behind him. He knew who she was; his wife. He didn?t want to tell her what happened, all he was relieved about was being home from a terrible day, and maybe sleeping off his terrible day at home. But he questioned why his wife was wearing heels in the house and where was she going? The footsteps stopped, and behind him was his gorgeous wife Arianna, with long-layered dark hair, beautiful complexion, wearing a purple blouse with two buttons opened, along with a black short dress, and black nylon stockings to go along with her outfit. Arianna had a body of a goddess, where only men could envy such a man like Marcus. She didn?t appear to go out for the night, but her appearance indicated she had other plans. As for Marcus, he seemed like wasn?t in the mood for loving, but he could be easily persuaded by his wife with the right words and right touch. He just needed to get through his moment of defeat first. ?Tough day at the office?? his wife asked, with a voice of sensuality. ?Yeah.? He sighed. ?I just don?t want to talk about it.??Oh, yes you do.? She stepped closer placing her hands on his back, leaning her head toward him. ?You could tell me all about it.? He shook his head, shrugging with disregard. ?Maybe later. I just need cebeci escort to finish my drink.? ?Or you could start by telling me all about it.? He nonchalantly waved her off, ?I don?t want to talk about ?? ?You don?t have to talk about it... at least not this instant? She kissed him in the back of his neck ?Just show me how much of a bad day you were feeling.? He sighed, but he couldn?t resist the way she felt, pressing her body against his back, wrapping her arms around his body, while she laced her tongue all over the back of his neck. Her breast pressed against his back was sensual enough to make him feel soothed from his losses. Marcus was forgetting how bad his day went, and he felt his hardness growing under his pants. Arianna had a way to make him feel better. Even on a bad day, she turned it into a good day, where he decided to pass up on finishing his beer. ?You really have a way with things.? He raised his head up, grinning. ?I know.? She moved her hand past down his tummy to his crotch, caressing his hardness. ?Turn around and show me how bad your day went.? He turned around and gazed at her appearance, the look of desire in her eyes was difficult for him to say no; he was lost in her spell of seduction. Maybe she was reading his mind, maybe not, but she was utmost attractive whenever she wore purple and kolej escort black. It was a color where he couldn?t help himself from noticing her beauty. Not only the way she dressed turned him on, but the way she pressed her body close to him, left him with a wanton look of desire, immediately washing away the thought of no, and to get in the mood of being satisfied by a beautiful, voluptuous woman. He placed his hand on her thighs, to get a feel of her beautiful soft skin. His fingertips touched the strap of her nylon stocking, appreciating the feel the covered her silky legs. He gazed into her inviting, expressive eyes, giving me him permission to explore her more. His left hand caressed her thigh, past her curves, and under her dress where he felt the smoothness of her ass. By the time he noticed, she wasn?t wearing anything under her short dress. He slid his other hand under her dress to confirm if she wasn?t wearing anything. All he felt was the smoothness of her clean-shaven pussy; she wasn?t wearing any underwear. His fingertips were already touching the wetness of her slit; she was anxious for him to come home from work, all along. ?Oh my...? he whispered, before nuzzling his lips against hers. ?Take off your pants and show me how bad your day went.? Without further hesitation, his lips pressed against hers, ravaging each other with kisses. He felt Arianna?s tongue forcing her way into his mouth, biting against his lower lip afterwards. Next, he felt his shirt being pulled out of his pants. Instead of him undoing his clothes, she was doing the undoing herself. Marcus led Arianna to the refrigerator, where he pinned her against the door, raising one hand over her head, while he nuzzled at her neck.