He's on the bed, hard and ready.

You enter the house and it's dark, with a faint light spilling out of the downstairs master bedroom visible as you walk farther in. You come around the corner and stand in the bedroom doorway, the light illuminating your body as you lean against the door frame. You must have just imagined that your husband was watching by the front door, because here he is relaxed and waiting for you on the bed, hard and ready.

'Hey babe, hope you had a good night. ' he says softly. 'Take off your dress.' It's not a command, it's almost a question or maybe a tentative request, like the 'can you please' is implied.

You smile and do as he asks, slipping it off your shoulders and letting it drop around your feet. You stand there in black bra and lacy thong, with your thigh high stockings emphasizing your thigh gap where his eyes are naturally drawn.

You find yourself suddenly a little self-conscious. While your role-play got pretty crazy, it was all just pretend, and you never really set boundaries for this real night out. Is he going to be okay with how far things went? Will he be mad? Or just excited? Your pretty sure there isn't any cum running down your thigh, but you have to resist the impulse to check. You know you're not going to stand up to any close scrutiny.

Maybe you can act like things didn't go so far.
You probably need to stop in the bathroom first to clean up just a little, otherwise it would be too obvious. Or you could just lean into it and let him see everything you did to turn him on. Well, and turn you on, for that matter. You aren't just doing this for him, after all.