You're sitting in the living room eating brunch by yourself. You went to bed without anything on, so this morning you put on a pair of panties and one of Seth's shirts that was lying on the floor. You can't stop thinking about what happened last night. That's the first time in a while that Seth had done something like that. It was amazing, but you felt bad that he went to bed unsatisfied. Hopefully I can make it up to him soon...

Seth just got back from his meeting and he's in his office upstairs working as usual. You're just glad he won't be gone all day today. You could easily go upstairs and return the favor from last night, but you decide to just let him work.

You begin surfing through the channels on television. You're not sure what you're looking for, 'cause there isn't a lot of shows you like nowadays. You finally settle on some random chick flick on Lifetime.

After a while you're finished eating, but you don't want to leave because your boredom has caused you to become invested in the movie. You pick up the remote and turn up the volume. As you do so you hear footsteps creeping down the stairs and into the kitchen.

You point your head towards the kitchen, keeping your eyes on the tv, and yell, "I made brunch if you want any!"

He walks into the living room and sits on the couch in an exhausted way, then sighs.

"What's wrong?" you ask, but you already know the answer.

"Work. I never have just one day to relax. Even when I don't have to go anywhere I still have to fill out paper work at home. It's getting to be too much." he says, leaning back so his head is resting on the cushion behind him. He sighs again, "What are you watching?"

"I actually have no idea, but it seems pretty good." You look over at him, and he's clearly over worked. He hasn't shaved today, and his hair is messy.

You put your plate on the coffee table in front of you and move closer to Seth, resting your head in his lap. "Why don't you just take the rest of the day off? You don't have another meeting until this weekend."

He looks down, "I suppose. But what are we gonna do?"

"We could just stay home and relax." you turn on your back so you're face to face with him. He reaches for your head and runs his fingers through your hair and says, "Sounds good to me." then weakly smiles.

You turn back on your side and continue watching the movie. Just as you start to get invested again you hear a loud meow coming from the kitchen.

"I think Chester's hungry."

You get up from Seth's lap and head towards the kitchen. You try to reach the cabinet above the refrigerator but it's too high up, "Seth could you come get the cat food down please?" He walks in holding his back. He must be aching from sitting in his office chair all morning.

As he reaches up you hear him groan. "Are you okay?" you ask, a little worried.

"Yeah." He hands you the bag. You shake it a little so the cat hears it. He comes running, weaving himself around your legs as you walk to the food bowl. As you bend over to pour the food, you hear Seth clear his throat and leave the room.

Once you've got enough in the bowl you stand back up and fill the other bowl with water in the sink. You lean up against the kitchen counter and exhale deeply, watching Chester eat. You close your eyes and think about last night. You still remember exactly what it felt like, his warm lips on your neck, biting your sensitive spot while he played with you. Thinking about it made you so excited that you didn't notice as you exhaled you made small moaning noises.

"Are you okay?" You opened your eyes to see Seth standing in front of you.

"Oh... yeah, why?"

"You were just..." he looks you up and down, "Nevermind... Anyway, what do you want to do today?"

"I don't know, what do you want to do?" you respond.

"Well there isn't much TO do. I just thought that since you were the one who suggested that I take the day off, you should decide what we do."

You hesitate for a minute, then look around. Your eyes get caught on the glimmer of sunshine bouncing off the piano in the other room. Then you look back at him and say "Sing me a song."

"What?"

"Play the piano and sing me a song." you answer excitedly, placing your hands on his chest.

He chuckles, "Okay."

He grabs your hand and you both walk to the piano. He sits down and pats the spot next to him on the bench, gesturing you to sit next to him. He stares at you as you do so. You scoot closer and grin.

He places his long fingers on the keys, looks at you, and begins to play.

As the music fills the room you rest your head on his shoulder and gently place your hand on his leg.

You're the cream in my coffee
You're the salt in my stew
You will always be my necessity
I'd be lost without you

His voice is so beautiful.

You're the starch in my collar
You're the lace in my shoe
You will always be my necessity
I'd be lost without you

You grip his leg.

Most men tell love tales
And each phrase dovetails-

You lift your head up and look at him, he looks at you. He stops singing and slows his pace on the piano as you lean in to kiss him. He closes his eyes and pushes his tongue between your lips. He stops playing altogether and places his hands on either side of your face, making the kiss more passionate and deep. As his tongue attacks yours you reach your hands down to your panties and slip them off. Seth's shirt is just long enough to cover your womanhood.

You break the kiss and swing your leg over his lap so you're straddling his body. You rest your hands on his shoulders, "Keep going."

Without breaking eye contact, Seth reaches his arms around you and finds his fingers back on the keys. He begins to play again, singing in a softer tone.

You've heard each known way
This way is my own way

You rest your forehead on his.

You're the sail of my love boat
You're the captain and crew
You will always be my necessity
I'd be-

You interrupt him by pressing your lips against his. He puts his hands on your back and brings you closer. As you rock your hips back and forth against the rhythm of your lips, you begin to feel him getting hard beneath his worn out jeans.

He makes his way to your neck, and starts to bite and suck on the sensitive spot. You let out a quiet moan and shiver, holding the back of his head.

He notices your panties on the floor and smiles. He reaches one hand between your thighs, and finds your clit. You pull on his hair and moan loudly. He looks deep in your eyes and starts to kiss you again. As your hips ride his hand, he whispers, "I want inside you."

You lift yourself a few more inches off of him and without looking down, he fumbles around with his zipper until his length is out. You rub yourself against him for a second and lift yourself up again. He exhales deeply, licks his palm and rubs himself, preparing to enter you.

He moves his head closer to yours so that you're breathing into each others lips, and slowly pushes his tip into you. You shudder and moan as you sit all the way down letting his entire length inside.

You move your hips back and forth, Seth staring deeply into your eyes. He looks down and groans, "Yeah babe, right there."

You feel him getting close after a few minutes, but you don't want it to end. "Let's go upstairs."

He nods and puts his hands under your butt, still inside you, and carries you up the stairs to the bedroom.

He lays you down on the edge of the bed and your body is soon pressed to the mattress. He pulls out and starts rubbing his shaft on your clit. You pull him closer by gripping the back of his shirt, clawing at the skin underneath.

He slowly slips himself back inside you, letting you get used to his length again. His hips move slowly and deeply. His crotch catches your clit on each thrust, driving you closer and closer. You writhed restlessly beneath him, and he knew you were almost there.

His careful movements were soon replaced by sharp thrusts that were fast pushing you both to the finish line. The head of the bed began to thud against the wall.

"Seth-" you begin, but you press your lips against his shoulder as an overwhelming wave of pleasure shoots through your body. You tense beneath him as his shirt catches your moans. He continues his movements, dragging on your orgasm, trying to contain himself. He groans as he feels your walls twitch and squeeze him. You feel his length throbbing inside you.

"Come for me." you whisper as you bring your lips away from his shirt. You want to see his face when it happens.

Furrowing is brow, he lets out one final throaty groan before letting himself go, his fast movements becoming lazy and slow.

His arms shake from holding himself above you. He finally rests himself on your body, and your lips meet. You begin working against each other as you both come down from your highs.

He scoots you up onto the bed so your entire body can rest, and he himself rolls over next to you.

You look over at him and giggle.

He smiles, "That was amazing..." He's still trying to catch his breath, "Just what I needed..."

After a few minutes of heavy breathing, you roll on your side and prop your head up on your hand. He looks at you and you smirk, "So what do you want to do today?"