Honey, Im Home

 “Honey, Im Home!” He called out as he entered the apartment. Not seeing his girlfriend he continued, “Sorry I’m late, you know how Friday traffic is.” as he undid his tie and untucked his shirt. “We need to hurry…” he stopped in his tracks when he found her sitting on the floor outside the kitchen.

“Heyyyy babe.” she slurred when she finally noticed her boyfreind. 

“Hon, you’re drunk.” he told her. He wasn’t mad, not really, he loved his girlfriend drunk. No he was more surprised than mad.

“zzzrunk i am... nod” she protested, and took another sip.

“Tess, just listen to yourself, your slurring. And you're topless. Can you even stand?” he asked. In answer, she struggled to stand, her boobs bouncing. Insted, she ended up laying on hers stomach, somehow not spilling her wine.

“Ok, im zzzrunk” she said with a smile.

“You’re wasted Tess!” he said as he unbuttoned his pants. 

She rolled over, drank the rest of her glass ans asked, “'kay, sooo im wayssed, whad yoo gonna doo 'bout it?”

“Im going to make you suck my cock, and then Im going to fuck you.” he told her as his hard cock sprang free.