03-06-2022, 09:59 PM
Aeishwarya is treated to a romantic dinner and an even more romantic night of sex
Today was one of the hottest days of the whole year. It was one of the days where the sun would toast your brain. Krishna was on his way home from work finally. He was pretty much exhausted. All day long he had been thinking about his girlfriend at home. What was she wearing? What perfume was she wearing? Hair up or down? He missed her dearly. Thinking about her always cheered him up. That morning before he had left, on the pillow, he left her a letter:
"Good Morning, Beautiful”
You were so warm when I woke up this morning. I didn't want to leave you. When you read this I'll be already at work for the day. I'll be thinking about you all day. I left you some tissue paper so you won't have to bother getting up out of bed."
He loved her so much. She had a runny nose all night. He left her some tissue paper so she wouldn't be trouble with getting up out of bed. The letter continued:
"What do you want to do today? Anything in particular you have in mind? Right now I know one thing you would love to do. I get off work at 5:30,and I'll be there around 6:00 to pick you up. I'm not telling you what it is either. You will have to wait and find out.
I love you so much,
Krishna"
With that in mind, he was so glad to be leaving work. He knew what was waiting on him when he got home. The sexiest and most beautiful woman ever was waiting on him. Before he went home, he stopped at the flower shop. He saw immediately what he wanted. There was a tall and slender glass vase. The shape was a very unique design. Holding that glass vase was a glass hand carved with the vase. Inside that vase were dozens of roses. He knew Aeishwarya would love this. She loves unique shapes and designs. He paid for it, and carefully placed it in the back seat of his car.
It was nearly 6:05 now. The anticipation was growing so fast. His heart was racing full of energy. Nearing their shared house, a million thoughts flood his mind. He was passing the final block. Their house was the fourth one on the left. They lived in a rather small community. Everybody seemed to know everyone. Everyone always got along as well. The only problem every now and then was the occasional neighbor drinking too much on the holidays.
Their house wasn't a mansion. It was just a simple one-story house. The porch wrapped all the way around the entire house. Lines of windows reflected the receding sun. The third window would be where she was getting ready. The lingering aroma of her perfume would flood the room. Steam would be smothering the bathroom mirror. Her sexy clothes would be spread out on the bed, just begging to touch her naked body. She was so beautiful. Krishna always thought he was the luckiest man in the world to have such a beautiful woman by his side.
The time was finally here. He carried the flowers to the door. As soon as he opened the door, the sweetness engulfed him. The scent he had smelled all day now filled his starving nostrils. He just couldn't smell enough of it. Walking though the hallway, their bedroom awaited. He peeked around the door, and there she was. His heart beating just like when they first met. She was wearing her favorite gown. The gown stretched from her curvy hips to her ankles. Krishna loved when Aeishwarya wrapped her legs around him in bed. It was one of the best feelings he had ever felt. Covering her warm and full chest the gown had a low cut v-neck. There was her lovely face. She was so beautiful she never had to wear makeup. Many women can say they are beautiful with makeup. Not many can say they look gorgeous without makeup. Krishna was always telling her that. She was a true beauty.
Today was one of the hottest days of the whole year. It was one of the days where the sun would toast your brain. Krishna was on his way home from work finally. He was pretty much exhausted. All day long he had been thinking about his girlfriend at home. What was she wearing? What perfume was she wearing? Hair up or down? He missed her dearly. Thinking about her always cheered him up. That morning before he had left, on the pillow, he left her a letter:
"Good Morning, Beautiful”
You were so warm when I woke up this morning. I didn't want to leave you. When you read this I'll be already at work for the day. I'll be thinking about you all day. I left you some tissue paper so you won't have to bother getting up out of bed."
He loved her so much. She had a runny nose all night. He left her some tissue paper so she wouldn't be trouble with getting up out of bed. The letter continued:
"What do you want to do today? Anything in particular you have in mind? Right now I know one thing you would love to do. I get off work at 5:30,and I'll be there around 6:00 to pick you up. I'm not telling you what it is either. You will have to wait and find out.
I love you so much,
Krishna"
With that in mind, he was so glad to be leaving work. He knew what was waiting on him when he got home. The sexiest and most beautiful woman ever was waiting on him. Before he went home, he stopped at the flower shop. He saw immediately what he wanted. There was a tall and slender glass vase. The shape was a very unique design. Holding that glass vase was a glass hand carved with the vase. Inside that vase were dozens of roses. He knew Aeishwarya would love this. She loves unique shapes and designs. He paid for it, and carefully placed it in the back seat of his car.
It was nearly 6:05 now. The anticipation was growing so fast. His heart was racing full of energy. Nearing their shared house, a million thoughts flood his mind. He was passing the final block. Their house was the fourth one on the left. They lived in a rather small community. Everybody seemed to know everyone. Everyone always got along as well. The only problem every now and then was the occasional neighbor drinking too much on the holidays.
Their house wasn't a mansion. It was just a simple one-story house. The porch wrapped all the way around the entire house. Lines of windows reflected the receding sun. The third window would be where she was getting ready. The lingering aroma of her perfume would flood the room. Steam would be smothering the bathroom mirror. Her sexy clothes would be spread out on the bed, just begging to touch her naked body. She was so beautiful. Krishna always thought he was the luckiest man in the world to have such a beautiful woman by his side.
The time was finally here. He carried the flowers to the door. As soon as he opened the door, the sweetness engulfed him. The scent he had smelled all day now filled his starving nostrils. He just couldn't smell enough of it. Walking though the hallway, their bedroom awaited. He peeked around the door, and there she was. His heart beating just like when they first met. She was wearing her favorite gown. The gown stretched from her curvy hips to her ankles. Krishna loved when Aeishwarya wrapped her legs around him in bed. It was one of the best feelings he had ever felt. Covering her warm and full chest the gown had a low cut v-neck. There was her lovely face. She was so beautiful she never had to wear makeup. Many women can say they are beautiful with makeup. Not many can say they look gorgeous without makeup. Krishna was always telling her that. She was a true beauty.
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