“I miss you.”

                “I know, baby, I know. And I miss you, too!” Ashley said, sounding just as depressed, “This trip is hard on both of us. I can’t until you get back!”

                “I love you!”

                “I love you, too.”

                “Goodbye, my darling and I shall see you soon.”

                “Goodbye, my sweet.”

                The phone clicked and I walked away, sulking. Ashley had taken to calling me every morning, afternoon, AND evening. I had been in England for two months and was returning tomorrow. I couldn’t wait; it was too long being away from my Ashley.

                “Hey, Ky!”

                “Hey, Aiden.”

                “How are you, baby?”

                “I’m ok.”

                Aiden put his arm around my shoulder. I wanted to shrug off his arm. We walked down the street and into the coffee shop. We sat down and ordered.

                “Hey, Aid…. We gotta talk.”

                “Hmm…Yeah, Ky?”

                “Aid, I think we should break up.”

                “What! Why?”

                “I just can’t do this.”

                I got out of the cab. I looked around. I was so happy to be home. I got my bags and walked to the door; I unlocked it and snuck up the stairs, wanting to surprise my Ashley. I only got halfway up them, when I was grabbed from behind.

                “Thought you could sneak up on me, did you?” Ashley’s husky voice was in my ear.

                “N-no.”

                “Hmm… sure.”

                Ashley snaked her hand down and under my shirt. She reached up and cupped my breast. She turned me around and attacked my mouth. Her tongue demanded entry into my mouth. I gladly gave it. She picked my larger build up and carried me up the rest of the stairs, never breaking the kiss. She walked us down the hall and into our room. She then dropped me on the bed

                “Since you thought you could surprise me, and then you lied about it, I think you need punished!” Ashley said, clear disapproval in her voice.

                She walked backward, away from me, and looked me up and down, shaking her head. She then stepped forward again and pulled off my top.

                “Well, this has to go,” she reached down and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them down, “and these, too.”

                I squirmed a little, getting ready for whatever she was going to do. Ashley kissed me again and reached down and rubbed my clit through my panties. She pulled out of the kiss, I groaned from the loss of her soft lips.

                “Hmm… Someone’s wet.”

                She pushed me down on the bed and pulled the panties down. She looked at them as if she was angry with them. She tossed them aside and drove down and attacked my slit, completely avoiding my already sensitive nub. I moaned. I had missed her very talented mouth. And fingers, as i remembered immediatly when she suddenly entered me and started pumping, oh so slowly.

               "Spence, you taste so good! And feel so good around my fingers!" Ashley said,right onto my clit, sending shivers through my body.

               "Ash, please!"

               In response to my plea she quickened her pace and turned her mouth to my clit, sucking and flicking it. Once this started both she and I knew it wouldn’t be long. She continued the assault for a short time longer before she stopped and pulled out of me. I was just short of my orgasm.

               "Ash! Don’t!"

               Suddenly Ashley reappeared, this time armed with a large dildo; which she quickly jammed into me, sending me over. I came, screaming her name. She knealt down, and cleaned up her handiwork. When she finished, she sat up and kissed me, letting me taste myself. I tried to grab her but she quickly retreated, depriving me.

               "Ash," I whined.

               "Sorry Spence, thats your punishment," she said huskily.