Bratty

I step through the doorway. Coming home from work is such a relief after a long day at the office. I drop my purse at the door and hang up my jacket. I slip out of my sandals and my hand snakes up under my shirt to undo my bra. I don’t think there’s anything that would get me to leave the house this afternoon.

Fishing in my sleeves to pull my bra off, I turn and walk toward the bedroom. I don’t see my darling slut around anywhere, so I guess that they might be taking a nap, or maybe out for a walk. Their car is here, so I know they came home. No big deal. I just want to pop into the bedroom and drop off my brano one wants it hanging out in the living room, after all.

Their grin is so charming as they lean in close to me. I just want to sit up straighter on the edge of the bed and kiss them.

I smile up at them as they lean over me, naked from their shower.

They have other plans. Their hands rest gently on my shoulders as their face comes in close to mine, almost close enough to kiss. Instead of bridging the tiny gap to my lips with theirs, they shift the position of their hands slightly and push me back on the bed forcefully.