Marisa took a deep breath, anxiously running her hands through her long black hair and looking at the clock once more. 9:32pm. It had been a few weeks since she had seen her boyfriend, as he had been travelling through Europe with his band. Jeremy was supposed to be arriving at the airport that morning, but he had called to say that his flight was delayed and wouldn’t be home until later that night and that she shouldn’t...

"Jer, I'm home baby," Marisa yelled, closing the apartment door and throwing down her bag. She walked into the kitchen in confusion, not finding her boyfriend in the living room either, she headed towards their bedroom; shrugging off her jacket and kicking off her shoes along the way. "Jeremy?" Marisa called, opening their bedroom door, and then stopping in her tracks. Jeremy was sitting naked on the end of their bed, hol...

"Please baby?" Marisa whimpered. She was aching with need, having waited her entire day off for her boyfriend to come home. She'd done nothing but fantasize about how badly she wanted him inside of her. He stood in front of her while she was on all fours on the edge of the bed, smirking slightly, his hands resting agonizingly calmly on his zipper. "Please what, Marisa?" he taunted, one hand reaching around and caressing h...