It was just like him to leave his lunch on the counter. It was just like him to forget to hug goodbye while rushing to work. Lacey was getting tired of how her hubby kept rushing to work. As if work was the only good thing going on in his world. Sometimes Lacey wished her hubby would forget his work keys at home and be forced to come back to her and relax.

For starters, Lacey was fortunate that she could work from home any time she wanted. However, hubby never gave her that much incentive. He was up early. Rushed out in a hurry. Rarely made it back late without a tizzy.

Today, things had to be a little different. It’s one thing to be a good proper wife and let the chips fall where they fall. Sometimes a lady has to go remind her husband what is important in life.

Throwing on her favorite white bodysuit and pairing it with a short light orange skirt, she stepped out the house feeling like a million bucks. The way the wind licked at the skirt and threatened to expose her rear made her feel like a beautiful teasing goddess.

Hubby never got to enjoy the looks of necks being snapped about as men tried to hide their buckling knees. She knew she was hot and she wished hubby cared.

Arriving to her first meeting, Lacey turned full professional and devoured the negotiations with ease as the man across the table fell for every single trick in the book while highly distracted by the gloss covering her crimson lips.

Hunger Pangs

Near mid-day, Lacey’s phone rang. It was hubby sending a text wondering where his lunch was. She laughed to herself. The poor man was lost without her. There was no point in replying, as it wouldn’t solve the issue hubby was facing. He’d have to buy lunch for himself.

Then an idea struck. Being that she had already grabbed the lunch bag, why not show up to his office and make him watch her eat it. That might just grab enough of his attention to remind him that she was still his wife.

Pulling up to the tall glass building that housed hubby’s life, Lacey contemplated getting out of the car and swaying her hips for the security guards to swoon over. They loved them some sweet curves a lot. However, Lacey was not in the same playful mood of old. She had spotted her hubby chatting away with another model of beauty.

Lacey knew she could compete with anyone of hubby’s secretaries or junior staffs. Mainly because the main secretary was a guy and the junior staffers were too young to hold hubby’s attention long. But this new model, leaning against his car giggling, seemed a threat.

Fortunately for hubby, Lacey observed, every time that giggling bimbo tried to straighten his tie, he moved out of reach and his face grew cold and stern. The man had enough sense to hold his ground. Lacey would need to do some background checks and find out who this wannabe Bambie was.

Before Lacey could fire up her phone to get a good photo, hubby turned abruptly and walked away from this long legged blond. Her body language seemed rejected and confused.

Good.

Hubby slipped out of sight. Lacey waited a bit. She adjusted her hair. Fixed her skirt so that it would not be as short as it was earlier. Hubby didn’t need to remind her about showing too much leg in his office. Granted the fix only added about a centimeter or so of length, but every bit helped.

The tapping on her window nearly started her out of the moon roof of the car. There was a tall man standing by the door. Why was he not showing his face?

Cautiously lowering the window part way, Lacey prepared to give a gruff retort when the hand of the man slipped in the crack and lowered the window all the way.

The gall!

Then… then…

Hubby’s face appeared with the smile that always melted her heart and sent her womanhood buzzing with anticipation.

He did this to her all the time and left her wanting way too many times. But, how did hubby get here so fast?

She put on her best beaming, yet startled, smile she could. Hubby’s face kept getting closer and closer.

“I’m famished my dear…for you”

Her heart swooned. Her mind spun. Her heart palpitated.

“Are you really?”

The smirk on his face could melt entire polar ice caps. The glimmer in his eyes barely covered the hunger and burning desire he had raging and aimed at her. Lacey pushed back into her seat. This heat could burn, even a wife.

“Today… I dine on you”

He said what now?

Lacey cleared her throat. She had to think quick. They had never done anything wild in public before. She was parked outside of his office. The man seemed unaware that he was violating all of his rules about physical displays of affection at his place of employment. Whatever was going on, Lacey had to take charge and prevent him from blaming her for distracting him at work.

Planted Kiss

Without warning, hubby landed a kiss. Not just a polite kiss. Not just a friendly kiss. Not just a husbandly kiss. A sinful… lustful… ravishingly famished… hunger… throbbing… soul-snatching kiss.

Her breath failed her and life seemed to stand still as his tongue pushed past all her resistance and found a comfy spot deep down her throat. His hand secured her neck as he pressed his way deeply into her soul.

Lacey felt herself getting wet. She knew she would not be able to resist long. Worse, she knew that in moments, she’d desire him so much that… she couldn’t let herself finish the thought as a tear of joy slipped down her cheek.

The man kept probing and searching and seducing her with his oral dance. Her heart raced. Her body arched. Her sweat glands spritzed and her body temperature spiked.

She held his head with her hands and kissed back as if her life depended on it. He returned the favor and found new ways of arousing her with his tongue.

The coup de resistance fell when his hand found her inner thigh. The sheer explosion of heat rocked her back into orgasmic play land. Lacey knew she was in serious trouble and powerless to stop the raging testosterone she was feeling through his chest.