W came home rather late last night. She walked in looking absolutely stunning. She was wearing a skirt (she hardly ever wears skirts to work). The skirt was sexy but professional. She also had on a pearl necklace that we bought from Japan couple of years ago. I said "I haven't seen you in a skirt for a long time, forgot how beautiful your legs are." She smiled, thanked me and sat down. As I still could not get my eyes off her I noticed that she had manicured her toes as well. I said "And nice color toe nail polish, goes well with your necklace". She smiled again and said that she had some important clients visiting from out of town and she needed to make an impression. I agreed that impressive she sure is.
We talked a little and she said that it was a long and exhausting day and that she is going to sleep.
I turned back to Military Channel and she left the room.
Minutes later she came back down still fully dressed sat next to me and asked if I could help to take off her necklace. That was strange because it’s rather long and she could have easily turned it around and unhooked it from her front.
She inched closer and closer to me. If pheromones had odor I could smell it. I felt tingling in my stomach moving downwards. I gently but carefully ran my fingers through her hair pulling it to the side. I could feel a gentle shiver going through her spine. Her legs slowly moved apart but she quickly pulled them back together.
I undid the necklace and removed it while gently sweeping my hands against her neck one last time. She turned to me with her lips inches away from mine and said “thank you”.
I moved back to my TV watching position and said “you’re welcome”.
For a next minute or so she remained seated and she had this face that I know well. The face of “I want to say something or do something, but I am not sure”. I did not react to that, kept watching the Nazis marching across my TV screen.
She then stood up and said “Thank you again and have a good night”. I think last time she said good night was 6 months ago.
I took one more glimpse at her as she walked away. I felt proud, aroused, sad and angry all at the same time.
