Your plane is late. But I expected that, no planes are ever on times these days. I haven’t seen you in so long, and I’m nervous. I wiggle my leg for something to do and look up at the arrivals board; your flight is still processing, but trickles of people are appearing through the big glass doors now. I stand up and move towards the metal barriers, I can’t want to finally give you a massive hug. And then I see your face,...

You let yourself in, as usual. I hear the key in the door, and my whole body tightens. We’re home alone, for the whole weekend. And you think it’s just a normal Saturday after work. Rounding the courner into my bedroom, I hear your sharp intake of breathe as you see me sprawled naked on my bed. I watch as your eyes follow the curves of my body. I sit up, my tits bouncing, and grab my towel of the back of my door. “Come on...