You get home uneventfully. Rachel is in the bathroom

"Hey, I'm home!" You call out, as you walk through the front door and into the hallway.

"Hey!" Rachel shouts in reply. "I'm upstairs!" She informs you.

"I will be right up, Rachel." You promise, as you place your briefcase on the floor by the door before taking off your shoes.

"Good." Rachel's replies simply. "Don't keep me waiting." She purrs, loud enough to be heard throughout the house.

With a smile you chuckle to yourself, wondering how you had gotten so lucky and found such a wonderful woman who adores you as much as you adore her. You make your way into the kitchen, before opening the fridge and taking a deep swig of juice straight from the carton.

Once your thirst has been quenched, you quickly climb the stairs to the upper floor of the house. On the landing you can see a long skirt and white top dumped haphazardly on the floor outside the bathroom door. With a grin you cross the hallway until you reach the bathroom door and look inside the bathroom.

Your eyes are greeted by the sight of Rachel sitting on the bathroom counter next to the sink with her legs splayed wide open. She is clad only in a black bra, which is barely keeping her huge, round tits restrained, a pair of black tights covering her long legs, and a pair of elegant high heels. Your attention however, is drawn to her groin as it is covered in shaving foam. A razor is held in her right dainty held, while her left is hefting up her cock as she slowly and carefully shaves the area around her vagina.

Rachel glances up from what she is doing, and her eyes lock with yours. "Hey, lover." She purrs seductively, her eyes twinkling with love and lust. "How was your day?"

"Yeah, it was alright, Rachel." You answer her, work being the furthest thing from your mind as you take in your girlfriend's luscious and scantily clad body. "Yours?" You ask.

Rachel glances down to the bulge protruding from your trousers. "Hard." She replies sexily. "I've been walking around with a semi pretty much all day, thinking of all the things I want us to do to each other." She confides with a naughty wink, her cock stiffening in her hand as you stare at her adoringly.

"I have been too, Rachel. I hate being away from you." You confide in her. Your lips twist into a naughty smile. "I hope you were being discrete with that semi of yours, Rachel. I think it would cause a stir at the restaurant if you were serving people with a boner!"

Rachel laughs, her laughter is music to your ears. "Hey, I can be discrete John." She flashes a cheeky grin at you. "If I recall I had been living with you for over a month, with you none the wiser!" She points out.

"True." You concede. "But, I did catch you with your cock out in our garden!" You state, with a toothy smile. "If I recall you were rather turned on, lying on that lounger. What were you thinking about?" You ask.

"For the record John, you weren't due back for at least another hour or so!" Rachel points out with a smile. "Truth be told, I was thinking about the night before: where I was a little bit drunk. I was thinking about when you carried me back to my bed. I dreamt that instead of being the good guy, you took advantage of me. You would kiss me, your hands exploring my body. I would awake, intending to be mad, but so turned on by what you were doing. We would kiss and then we would make love for the first time together."

"Wow, Rachel. That is pretty hot." You whisper, your member straining against the fabric of your boxers and trousers. "Tell you the truth, I was having a real internal debate with myself when I put you to bed. I so wanted to kiss and touch you while you slept, but my conscience just about won. Only just though!" You admit to her.

"And that is one of the many reasons why I love you John." Rachel states with a loving smile. Rachel indicates to her groin with the razor. "Now, give me a minute to finish up here, and we can pick up where we left off this morning." She purrs, and flashes you her most dazzling smile.

You nod eagerly in agreement, and you watch her resume the shaving of her intimate areas. She must enjoy you watching her you note, because her dick is fully erect as she performs this fairly mundane task. Your can feel your raging cock, straining against its fabric prison and **** for release.

Several minutes later she puts the razor down in the sink beside her, and reaches for her flannel. She turns on the hot water tap from the sink, and places the flannel underneath the flow of warm water. She turns off the tap, and places the warm, wet flannel inbetween her spread legs. She uses it to wipe off any left over foam still on her body, before placing it at the entrance of her glistening sex. Rachel moans softly, locking eyes with you, before wrapping the warm flannel around her erect cock. The warmth stimulating her stiff shaft.

"As you can see John, my pussy is nice and clean." Rachel purrs seductively. She brings her spare hand down inbetween her legs and spreads her pink, shaven pussy lips with two fingers. "Care for a taste?"