Sweet time..

As he walked into his house he could smell her perfume lingering in the hallway. With one eyebrow raised he wandered through the downstairs looking for her. On the dining room table was a tray holding two glasses, a bottle of champagne and a dish of chocolate mousse with a note that read: I'm upstairs. Tossing his coat over the chair he took hold of the tray and headed towards the stairs.

As he rounded the doorway he found her laying on his bed, wearing one of his work shirts. The shirt rose as she rolled over to smile at him revealing her black lace panties. "You found my note," she said watching him cross the room to set down the tray.

He smiled at her as he sat on the edge of the bed, running his fingers down the trail of buttons on her shirt then popping them open one by one. Slipping one hand inside he pinched her nipple and watched her gasp.

"I'm hungry for more then the mousse right now," he said as he pushed open the shirt then hooked his fingers into the sides of the lace panties, sliding them down her legs. He stared at her smooth body and a thought occurred. He leaned over to the tray dipping his finger into the mousse and brought it to her lips. Slowly her tongue trailed over the tip, tasting the chocolate. Once more he dipped his finger into the mousse but this time he traced the chocolate over her smooth mound before leaning over and letting his tongue brush against her.