putty in your hands

Chapter XXVI

one year and a few months later

"Hey", I answer the phone.
"Hey, love.", Matt greets me. "Where are you?"
"Home, with Bobby. You?"
"Still at the hotel, my flight was delayed."
"Nooo, really?", disappointment's filling my voice.
"I wouldn't dare to joke about that with you. But it's just 6 hours delay, it could've been worse. I'll soon be heading to the airport, so just checking in with my favorite girl before that.", he explains.
"Ughhhh", I'm frustrated "I miss you. It's been a whole month."
"I know, I'm dying to see you. Have you talked with mom?", he asks.
"Yeah, she'll be here tomorrow evening."
"Good, can't wait to see y'all. Love you."
"Love you too." I say sweetly. "Bye." I hung up.
"Can you believe it Bobby? Outrageous!", I complain to the dog as I pat him behind his ear. I think he doesn't care.
I call Sarah on facetime.
"Hey girl!", she answers immediately.
"Gosh, do you ever put that phone away?" I ask.
"I'm sexting with Nick.", she brags.
"O-kay. That was unnecessary information. But good for you."
Nick is Sarah's boyfriend and they've been dating for 3-4 months now.
"Yaaaassss!", she grins.
"But why are you sexting tho, you see him often enough, right?", I'm confused.
"That doesn't- wait", her eyes widen with recognition. "you don't sext with Matt?"
"Why would I, isn't that what teenagers do?" I scoff.
She rolls her eyes. "You and your prejudices. It's fun, and it's a great way to add a little bit of..", she mimics salting food "spice to your relationship. Especially when he's away."
I shrug. "I don't know, I'm not sure it would work for me. I'm already touch starved, imagine if I'd fuel the fire and he's miles away.."
"Awww you miss your man.", Sarah mocks me.
I show her a middle finger.
"Rude.", she adds.
"Go have virtual sex. Byeeeeeee." I hang up.
I need to kill some time before Matt comes home, I decide to go grocery shopping, since I want to make dinner for him tonight, and tomorrow night Lynne's arriving, so that means.. another dinner. I still have the urge to impress her although Matt says there's absolutely no need for that and that she's already very fond of me. 
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Throughout all day I tried to be busy, but time still passed slowly. I somehow endured it. Dinner is almost ready, it's in the oven and I have just enough time for a quick shower.
I want to be pretty for Matt tonight so I put on lacy lingerie, and mini black dress that perfectly follows outline of my body. I let my hair down and quickly put on mascara, then I dab just a little bit of blush on my cheeks and put on nude lipstick, wanting to keep it natural.
After that I hurry to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of wine, take a gulp, then I pour some wine over the beef and return it in the oven.
Bobby is merrily pacing across dining room, but then he stops and pricks up his ears as he locks his eyes on the front door. Seconds later I hear a key in the door lock and drink up my wine. Matt still gets me nervous, but in a positive way.
He finally gets in, leaving suitcases and a bag in the hallway.
Bobby's already there.
"Hey Bobby! Woah, easy boy!" I hear his voice. "Oh Bobby, you gained weight, eh?"
Ooops. That one's on me.
He walks into the dinning room and I practically run to him. He catches me in his arms and lifts me up as I take off his cap and give him a big kiss, my legs instantly wrapping around his waist.
After we kiss he lets my body slip out from his grip, squeezing my ass in the process.
"God, I've missed you." He coos as he caresses my cheek.
I hug him, enjoying the feeling of our bodies pressed together as I take a deep breath, happily inhaling his scent. "I've missed you MORE."
"Oh, sorry, I haven't realized it's a competition.", he teases me. "In which I would win."
He takes my hand and walks us towards the kitchen. Bobby is close behind.
"Something smells delicious.", he tries the wine from my glass. "Mmm, good choice."
He turns to me. "I'll take a shower to invigorate a little.", he pecks my lips.
"And I'll be here... waiting for you.", I give him a coquettish grin.
He raises his brows suggestively "Then I better hurry up.", he reaches for my hands and kisses my knuckles before leaving.

We eat, drink wine and chat. He tells me as much as he's allowed to about his new period movie, and I just sit there with heart-eyes, absorbing every word he says, every hand gesture and smile while he passionately talks about his job.
"But enough about me, I must've bored you to death. What's new here?", he asks as he takes my hand, "Come here", he invites me on his lap.
I gladly accept.
"You could never bore me, I love listening to you.", I peck his lips. "Everything's pretty much the same here. I have slight issues with that project I'm working on, but you already knew that, because I complain to you a lot." I smile as I nuzzle my nose against his. "I planted new flowers in the garden, you'll see it tomorrow."
"Wow, that's nice.", he comments "I hope Bobby won't eat it though."
"Yeah.. that.. it's a struggle." I say through a chuckle, making him laugh.
He tightens his arms around my waist as he looks me in the eyes before leaning in to kiss me.
I welcome the kiss, desperately latching my lips to his as I move his hand to my breast. Matt smooths his hand across it before kneading it.
"I missed this so much..." I mumble between kisses, as I throw my leg on the side of his hip, straddling him. He squeezes my inner thigh with his free hand while moving it upwards and under my dress.
"I couldn't wait to come home to you.", he admits in a low voice as he presses his fingers against my clothed sex, making me moan.
"Please, just fuck me.. no teasing, it's been too long." I beg as I roll my hips against his fingers.
But my phone rings. Shit.
"Are you going to?", Matt asks while scrunching up my dress.
I don't want to, I only want him now. I need him inside of me so bad I'm practically miserable. But it's probably Michael from work, and I have to, our project's so far a catastrophe and we're doing everything we can to save it.
I involuntarily push his hands away. "Yeah I have to, it's work."
I peck his lips before getting up, I walk over to the kitchen after I've fixed my dress, where I left my phone and answer it.
"Hey, Mike.. did it work?"
He tells me all about another unsuccessful try. Matt comes to me and whispers "I'll wait for you in bed."
"Okay." I mouth. He winks at me before leaving.
After 15-ish minutes, when I finish the call, I go upstairs and into our bedroom.
Matt must've been pretty tired, because I find him asleep. I sigh with frustration. Stupid problems on stupid work.

But as a reward, in the morning I'm woken up with kisses across my neck and cleavage while his hands roam over my hips and stomach to my breasts. I spread my legs invitingly and he grubs my thigh and wraps it around his waist, hovering over me.
"Good morning", he smirks as he leans down to kiss me. I moan into his mouth as I thrust my hips upwards, desperately trying to make some friction against his bulge.
"I know, baby.", he murmurs against my ear as he pushes my panties down. "Great choice by the way. I couldn't resist when I saw your cute ass barely covered with this lace."
"Matthew, please just give it to me, I need you."
"So impatient.", he comments mockingly as he throws my panties somewhere on the floor.
And then his phone rings.
"Don't.." I dig my nails into his shoulders "Please, let them wait, whoever it is."
He gives me an understanding look and smiles before leaning down to suck my nipple over the bra.
I urge down his boxers and dismiss them, then give his cock a few strokes, but the damn phone rings again. And now someone rings on the door too. We both twitch at the sound.
"Are you expecting someone?", he ask as he reaches for his phone on the nightstand. "It's mom."
I let my head fall on the pillow. Ok, it's just a few minutes, I can wait. The doorbell rings again. Fucking hell, is it a mailman maybe? Why would he ring tho?
"Hi mom, what is it?", Matt answers the call as he puts on his boxers. "Wait, you landed? But-", he gives me a confused look. I react the same way.
"Honey, please check who's on the door." I tell him.
"Wait mom, just a sec, someone's at the front door. It's you? But aren't you supposed to be here tonight? Eleanor- oh you wanted to surprise us?"
Matt puts on Bermuda shorts and goes to let her in.
I roll my eyes. Well that's it, no sex. I get up and search for my knickers, taking a deep breath. This is going to be a long, sexually frustrating day. At least for me.