The Cabin

Samantha listened to the rain outside and waited with baited breath for the storm to subside. Michael was due any minute to the cabin. She had a surprise for him when he came. She looked down at her nails, they sparkled bright red. Tracing them across her black lace negligee searching for the silk that was pieced inside the outfit she had on. Moving her fingers down she felt the edges of her nails on her skin as she shivered. Her excitement was building. This was something her and Michael had spoken about for a while. The thoughts had raced through her mind since he had brought up some of the fantasies he had been hiding from her. She felt the thigh highs and made sure that they were straightened and the line was not crooked in the back. Looking at her black patent leather stilettos she smiled as thoughts ran through her mind how the night was to go.
The heels clicked across the floor as she began to light the candles that she had bought at the local market earlier that day. She had picked up white candles and other various things that they had agreed upon. Thunder boomed as lightening flashed across the sky. Samantha went outside and watched the rain fall as the darkness enveloped the cabin. She remembered when she and Michael had first bought the cabin. How he took her on the very porch they were standing on and the excitement that came from that. She wanted that excitement again. After a few years of marriage, work, and children a lot of what once was no longer applied. She ran her fingers down between her legs hoping that Michael would drive up at that very moment. Slipping her fingers between her lips and rubbing the ever growing clit under her expert hands. She smiled as she knew where Michael would be most of the night.