<hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em><strong>Name:</strong> Andrea “Andi” Spalding <strong>Location:</strong>Waitin' On Wifey... <strong>Tags:</strong>The Wife.</em></span></span><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://www.battlestargalacticamuseum.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/12/katee-sackhoff-and-tricia-helfer-acting-outlaws-2015-calendar-regular-3.jpg)</div><br/>In my office, I shut the lid to my lap top as my phone’s ringer went off, the last words of the blog I had just read ringing through my head and making me tighten my thighs. But the phone was dinging with my wife’s tone. Virtual sexiness was about to be replaced with the real thing. I knew the sound by heart and had been anticipating hearing that tone all day.<br/><br/>Her text message was concise and typical of my Sera. She’d be home in a little bit, just enough time for me to get ready. It had been amazing having my sister in the house, but there was nothing like when Sera was home. My lips parted in a sultry smile as I vacated the office and made my way towards the bathroom. Anticipation had my steps quickening and nipples tightening. Tonight was going to be delightful.<br/><br/>……<br/><br/>Dressed in a simple white tank top and short black shorts, sans bra and underwear, I put the finishing touches on my hair and makeup before turning down the master bathroom’s stereo and checking the time on my phone once more. Sera should be here at any moment. I bit my lower lip against a grin. While in the shower, all of the naughty ideas on how to welcome her home had played out in my head.<br/><br/>It was something that my wife and lover always brought out in me. And I knew she reveled in it. There wasn’t anything Sera would say no to me on. Or that I would deny her. From swapping partners with a few of our friends, to exclusive memberships to high-end sex clubs. One of the things left between was the addition of a male lover. Something that I had been on the hunt for while she had been away on her business trip. But finding one to fit all of our criteria and needs was… proving to be a test.<br/><br/>I heard the alarm ding on the front driveway gate and grinned. She was finally here. With a fluff to my blonde tresses, I gave one last look in the mirror before hastening through the house. Chanel and Reese were nowhere to be seen as usual and my sister had said something about cleaning up, so I assumed she was still in the bathroom, finishing her own shower. No matter, however. Greeting my wife in private was going to make it an extra steamy affair.<br/><br/>And when I pulled the door open, cocking my hip to watch her emerge from the limo, the grin on my face got even wider. She was exquisite as always and my eyes trailed over her curves hungrily as she made her way inside. The driver was taking care of the bags, but he could’ve been a robot for all I cared. She was who I wanted to see. And she barely made it to the doorway before my hands were reaching for her hips, arms were drawing her close and my lips were pressing against her own in a deep, soul-connecting kiss. One that communicated how much I had missed her without words. Until I could pull her against my body and into the house. Where nature dictated that I take a breath.<strong>"Missed you so much, baby...."</strong><br/>