| Almost a year into their marriage and Theresa and Howie hadn�t even seen each other enough to consider themselves married. It was horrible. With Howie touring so much, Theresa would never get the family she wanted. All she ever got was his voice on the other end of the phone and a letter post marked from some far off place once in a while. "He�s got to come home soon, just another two weeks. Thank God!" Theresa told herself, climbing into bed. Theresa laid down and thought about their wedding, their honeymoon, their nights and days together before he had to leave yet again. She needed something happy to think about. The loneliness was getting to her too much to handle. She was almost asleep when she heard the phone on her bedside table ring. She rolled over onto Howie's side of the bed and grabbed the phone. "Hello?" "Darling?" "Howie!? Oh baby where are you!?" Theresa cried out. "Aww honey.. Am I missed?" "So much, so much." She got teary eyed and continued. "When are you going to be home?" "Early. Three days!" "Three days!? Oh my God!! That�s great baby!!!" "See you then sweetheart! I love you, miss you. I�m going to let you go get some sleep. You'll need it." "I love you, too. Miss you so much. Thank you. Goodnight.� Theresa clicked the cordless phone off and held it in her arms. Just holding it. She wanted to cry. But she was so happy. Over joyed even. She would once again see her husband soon. And with that thought, she fell asleep. "Brian, I think it�s been long enough. I�m going to head home," Howie said. "Good luck. But that woman is gonna kill you when she realizes you lied and you were just across town." Brian laughed. "I know, I know. See ya." "Bye. Lock the door on your way out." --------- Ten minutes later Howie arrived back at his own home for the first time in 2 and a half months. To his own life, his own wife. How would he wake her? With a kiss, a hug, a naked husband? Hmm, the ideas were endless. Howie unlocked the door, trying not to wake her up just yet. He quietly walked down the hall and slipped out of clothing. He stood at the foot of their bed in only his boxers and a smile. Climbing in slowly, he kissed her softly on her lips. Theresa was sure it was a dream. Howie wouldn�t be home for another three days. Yes, this was a dream. She would most definitely enjoy it while it lasted. She kissed him back, running her hands across his bare chest. Oh it was so nice. He felt so good under her fingertips. Theresa only wished for him to stay there forever. That was all she needed. Feeling his hands run up her nighty, she drew in deeper and deeper breaths. She could feel the heat of his breaths on her neck, her lips, her breast as he pulled down the top of her nighty. Howie's one hand pushing up her clothing, his other wandering down. She couldn�t take this anymore. Even in a dream it was driving her insane with lust for him. Theresa slowly pulled her nighty from over her head. Exposing herself for her husband. Watching his eyes widen and his tongue running over his lips. She motioned for him to remove his boxers. He did so and revealed his throbbing manhood. This made Theresa want Howie even more. She could see his obvious arousal. "Howie," She softly spoke. "Shh...Just kiss me." Theresa took him once again in her arms and placed her lips to his. Softly. The room grew cloudy, steamy. Totally full of passion. Howie moved around slowly, finding himself leaning above her, between her legs. The look in his eyes was priceless. She knew this was it. The piercing feeling he gave her as he slid his hard manhood into her, made her eyes water. It had been too long. He filled her, covered her. The rhythm of their bodies grew faster, more intense as he found the perfect pace. Thrusting, pumping, gliding into and out of Theresa. Her moans got louder, her cries of passion. She began to thrust her hips up becoming one with him, causing him to drive himself deeper inside her. "Mm..Ahhh..." She couldn�t speak. Howie wanted so much to moan, scream, shout out with passion and lust and love but instead her found her lips once again with his. Feeling as though he was giving her the kiss of life. He felt lost in love with her, lost in passion. Lost, she found him. And as everything got hazy, gray, silver, Howie's body began to tense up. Theresa could feel it inside her, she could see it in his eyes. He always knew how to please her and this time wasn�t any different. Ecstasy was next and she could sense it. She was right. Grabbing a hold of each other, screaming out love for each other, Howie came inside her, filling her with himself. His warmth met with hers as she reached heaven along with him. Deep breathes, sweaty kisses, soft spoken 'I love you's�. That is what she had missed. And she now had it. Now falling asleep in each others arms, nothing could get better then this. Even if it was just a dream. Theresa awoke a few hours later. Sore, tired, smiling. Thinking everything she had flashing in her mind was a dream. Until she realized what she felt around her was strong arms, her husbands arms. "Oh God, Howie," She whispered, kissing him on his lips. "Darling.. Ah, I must be dreaming. Nothing so beautiful could be real." He said. "No dream." She smiled. "I love you so much." "I love you too... glad to see me?" "Ah, you have no idea. By the way, where you were when you called?" Theresa asked with a grin. Howie took that moment to kiss her one more time and stop the questions. They had enough time for questions. But they had a lot of lost love making to get caught up on. |
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