It was good to get home yesterday. The smell of my house, the greetings of my cats and flat mate, eating food out of my own fridge and taking a shower in my own shower. It was great to be home.
I went over to my mans place last night and waited for him to get home from work. I was planning this passionate greeting at the door. Life happens though, and he didn't get home from the hospital until 4:00 am. One of his patients had emergency surgery and I fell asleep on the couch waiting for him to come home.
My heart actually started racing a bit when I saw him walk in the door as I woke up to the noise. I missed him so much this week and it was a relief almost to finally see him. When he saw me lying on his couch, he smiled a big smile and first thing he said was "I love you fella". He took his shoes off and crawled on the couch next to me, our legs intermingling as we kissed and he wrapped his big arm around me.
I took his tie off and unbuttoned his shirt. As we said a few things to each other, he kissed me again and said "Do you want to?" I said "Sure, do you want to?" He whispered, "Yeah." He kissed me, then put his head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around him and he fell asleep. I pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and covered us up.
It didn't turn out to be the passionate greeting I had planned, but having him in my arms again was all I needed to fall asleep happy and content. It was good to be home.
Of course tonight, he has some dancing to do and I have some money to spend! lol