Dirty Dripping Love

Chapter One

     Erin Drake stood thoughtfully in the living room of her house. A lovely Victorian 4 bedroom, 2 bathroom fix me up project, the house had simply called her name when she and her husband, Derek, were house hunting.
     She was in the process of straightening up the house; her in-laws would be over for supper tonight. Her husband's family was wonderful and accepted her right in, treating her as their daughter.
Moving to the kitchen, Erin began to pull out pots and pans and ingredients. She was consulting her recipe book when she heard a creak come from the floor boards in the living room. "Derek?" She called out. "is that you?" No answer.
     Sighing, she quickly wiped her hands off on her apron and walked towards the noise. She peered into the room, not seeing anything out of the ordinary. Erin had hoped just a little that Derek was home early, but apparently not. He ran his own software company. It was a very successful company, providing for all their needs and then some, but sometimes Derek would Have to leave for days at a time.
     Erin turned to walk back to the kitchen and gasped in surprise to see her husband leaning up against the doorjam. Her lips curved in a small smile while she took in the sight of him, in a suit with the tie slightly loosened, holding a bouquet of roses. He smiled and walked forward, embracing her. "Hey babe," he murmured into her ear. Erin couldn't stop the shiver that ran through. Even after over 3 years of marriage, he still sent her tingling with just a few words.
     Derek smirked at her obvious expression. He touched his finger to the tip of her nose and whispered, "Later, kitten. We have guests coming and I don't think my mother would appreciate walking in to find you bent over the counter moaning her son's name.." He teased.
     Erin pouted. Still, she took the flowers and they walked into the kitchen together. She placed them in a vase and set the table. One of the things she appreciated most about Derek was that while he definitely appreciated the sexual side to their relationship, he placed just as much value on her personally. He was great about helping around the house, cleaning up, and cooking.
     Together, they prepared the Italian dish with crusted bread and salad for a side. Erin had just bent to take a look through the oven at how the lasagna was coming when she felt a sharp slap on her rear. Whirling, she turned to face Derek. "I thought you said--" she gasped at him. Derek examined his hand slowly. "I couldn't resist," he said innocently. "There it was, this beautiful round ass, just waiting to be smacked," he told her.
     Erin swallowed, her cheeks turning pink. No matter how dirty they were with each other, she still blushed. To her frustration, at times it only seemed to turn Derek on even more.
     She busied herself with the napkins and towels on the kitchen counter, avoiding Derek's eyes. He knew exactly what she was up to, however, and had just started towards her when he heard the doorbell. "I'm not finished with you, Erin Drake," he warned her. "Just wait until tonight!"
    Erin's cheeks warmed even more with the thought of what was to come. Of all times! She thought. Hoping her face would return to normal color, she made her way to the door to greet her in laws.

To be continued...

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