When I woke up this morning after a good night's sleep I looked over where you fell asleep. I knew you went to work that morning but not to my shock I see a rose and a note.

It reads: “Kitten, I will be working really late tonight. I don’t expect you to wait up for me. Just so you know I love you and I’ll see you tonight.”

This has not been the first time this week that I have seen this note. I groan and slump back into the bed. We haven’t had much of a relationship because of his long hours at work. Not much “us time”. As I sulk in the bed wondering how I was gonna get through another lonely night, an idea jumped in my head.

A wide smile appeared on my face as I look at the clock. It was almost nine. You usually call me around this time. I slip on my robe and go into the kitchen to fix me something to eat.

Hanging around the phone, waiting for you to call, I grew impatient. I started to think you weren’t gonna call when the phone rang. I picked it up on the first ring.

“Baby?” I put the phone to my ear.

“Hey Kitten, hope I didn’t wake you when I left.” I loved it when you called me Kitten. It was my pet name.

“No, you didn’t wake me. I got the rose. I smiled as I put it with all the other ones you had left me the mornings before."

“I’m sorry about all my late nights lately. I hear that I might get a vacation soon.”

“That would be very nice.” I smiled thinking of my plans for tonight.

“Well babe, I’ve got to go. I’ll talk to you later. I love you.”

“I love you too.” I said as we hung up the phone. I only had a few hours to get things ready before he called me again.

I had a lot of things to do in what seemed like little time. I ran to the bedroom, got dressed and headed out to the mall. I wanted this night to be special so I got a whole new outfit for tonight.

On my way home I stopped by the flower shop and requested your favorite flowers be sent to your office around three o’clock with a note.

In the note I wrote how I wanted to make you relax once you got home, no matter how late you were.

About 3:30pm I was cleaning up the house when I got a phone call. Smiling, because I knew it was you, I didn’t answer the phone right away. It rang and rang and right before the answering machine started to play, I picked up the phone.

“Hello?” I was trying not to show the smile in my voice.

“Thank you, baby.

The flowers are great.” I was waiting for you to ask me about the note, but you never did.

“I thought it would be nice.”

“I also got this strange note with the flowers. You know, I’m gonna be too tired to do anything tonight, right?” I knew that you hated to tell me this by the sound in your voice.

“Well then it’s a good thing that you won’t be doing anything. Tonight it’s all about you and having you relaxed.” I smiled. “I’ll see you when you get home.”

This will be the last time we will talk until you get home late that night. Or so you thought.

After making you your favorite meal, I decided to go into the bedroom and take a picture of me in my new outfit that I bought for the night. I e-mailed it to you using the e-mail that you constantly look at.

When you replied, all you put was a happy face.

I took a shower knowing that you will be home soon. Stepping out of the shower I hear the front door open. I knew you were home. I slipped into the night gown I bought, put on your cologne. You love it when I smell like you do. It turns you on.

I hear you calling me from the kitchen. I slowly walked down the hall, seeing your eyes get big once you saw me in the outfit.

It was black, almost see-through with a black thong and garter just below the nightgown. You dropped your jacket to the floor as I walked to you.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” I said pressing my body into yours giving you a kiss.

“Mmm, me too. Well, some part of the day.”

I wrapped my arms around your neck, pulling your face into my shoulder where I hear a moan come from your mouth.

“You know I like it when you smell like me.” You moved my hair from my shoulder and started to kiss it just the way you know how it makes me weak. I wanted you to keep going but I forced myself to make you stop.

“This is your night.” I told you running my hand down your chest to your growing cock.

You moan as I stroke it over your pants. Your grab my hips, pulling me into a kiss. I pull away from you and walk into the kitchen.

“Let’s eat before it gets cold.” I said going around the corner.

“Now, that is just a tease.”

You follow me.