Kara woke with the memory of last night still warm between her thighs. She stretched, smiled at the empty space beside her. She found a note, "went for a run, be right back. Love Jon".
Kara squeezed the note and smiled at herself. She had a plan for when he returns.
Jon came through the door to find her standing in the hallway wearing a sheer black babydoll that barely covered her ass. The matching thong sat high on her hips, and the thin straps framed her breasts so her n*****s pressed visibly against the fabric. She walked straight to him, rose on her toes, and kissed him hard.
"Welcome home," she murmured against his mouth. Her hand slid down to cup his c**k through his pants, already half-hard. She gave it a firm squeeze, then took his hand and led him toward the bathroom.
Steam
