About two weeks ago, completely out of the blue, while Mac and I were having a conversation online, my phone rang. It was Mac. He was talking to me online and ringing me at the same time. I answered the phone.
'I just want to tell you that I love you.' He said. 'I need to tell you that I love you.'
'I love you too.' I said.
'Good girl.' I could hear Him smiling. I smiled too.
I took the phone to bed with me and He did too and we talked to each other until we were both too sleepy to talk anymore.
It had been a long time since we had done anything so teenager-in-love-ish.
He came home a few days later and both the children happened to be sleeping. I threw myself into His arms and slipped my tongue into His mouth. His bags were left at the door. Both our clothes were left in the hallway. After an hour of loud messy sex and really filthy kissing, we came up for air long enough to say hello.
It was so delicious to be so lustful for Him that I don't understand why I stopped feeling that way. I feel calm when I want Him.
Now I just have to keep this feeling alive while Mac is away again.
