Mike awoke to find Stacy's head lying on his chest, her arm draped lazily across his tummy. His left arm was wrapped firmly around her, pressing her warm, naked body tightly against his own. He loved waking up next to her like this, legs intertwined, naked flesh against naked flesh. Mike thought, "I wish I could spend just one more hour in bed with her."
Unfortunately it was Monday and he had to go to work. Mike gently untangled himself from Stacy, slid out of bed, and stood up stretching. She stirred slightly and then sprawled across the bed, half uncovered, one perfect breast peeking out between her arm and the sheet. He chuckled softly as he walked into the bathroom to shave and shower, knowing she would probably sleep until he woke her.
As he showered he started to think about his upcoming day at work. His schedule was light today, which was unusual for a Monday. Certainly, the few things he had to do could easily wait another day. He thought, "Why not take the day off?" Then just as quickly he discarded the idea. Mike Williams wasn't the sort who played hooky.
Stacy awoke with a start, realizing Mike wasn't in bed with her any more. The gentle, steady sound of the shower was somehow soothing, reminding her just how much she loved having a man around again, especially a sensitive, intelligent, cuddly guy like Mike. She smiled wickedly, almost purring like a contented kitten when she thought how good they were together sexually. On top of all that he was also honest, hard working, and successful. She just wished he would give himself a break once in a while and take a day off.
She squinted at the clock and saw it was 6:30AM. Mike wouldn't be out of the bathroom for at least another twenty minutes. She had just enough time to make a couple phone calls.
Mike wrapped a towel around his waist and walked back into the bedroom. He quietly slid open the dresser drawer and was about to reach for a fresh pair of boxers when he heard a sultry voice behind him say, "Now just where do you think you are going, stud?"
He turned around slowly and saw Stacy lying on her side in the bed, her head propped up on one hand, her eyes glittering in the morning light, her beautiful breasts uncovered; the nipples were stiff and erect. Her free hand was hidden under the sheets, but Mike could see from the gentle undulations in the covers that she was obviously fingering herself.
Suddenly, he was extremely aware that all he was wearing was a towel. His breathing quickened and his penis began to thicken and grow. "Stacy, honey, we don't have time. I have to be at work by 7:30."
"Oh, we have plenty of time. I called your office and left a message telling them that you weren't feeling well."
"Y-you called my office?"
"Yes, I did. I also called my office and told them I was taking the day off. Now are you going to get back in this bed, or do I have to come over there and do something to convince you?" Stacy flipped back the covers and slid over making room for him.
"Screw the office," He said.
Mike dropped his towel and slid into the bed beside Stacy, quickly taking her into his arms and kissing her gently. She looked deeply into his eyes and said. "I love you so much. I don't want to share you with anyone, at least for one more day."
Mike eyes sparkled, "I love you too. You are the most beautiful, sexy woman on earth, and I can't imagine anything better than spending the day in bed with you."
"Oh, Mike. You say the most romantic things!" Stacy was touched. When Mike said something like that, it was always spontaneous, never contrived. And she never had any doubt that it came straight from his heart.
Mike asked, "But how did you know I wanted stay home with you today?"
Stacy smiled, "Great minds think alike. Now kiss me again!"
Mike kissed her again, this time harder and more passionately. His hands started to roam over her naked skin, touching her breasts, then her tummy, and then sliding lower to stroke the inside of her thighs. Stacy shuddered when his hand parted her legs and began to gently finger her already wet pussy; he knew just how and where to touch her.
He started to suckle her breasts, pulling first one hard nipple and then the other between his lips, drawing more moans from her. "Your breasts are so perfect. I could do this for hours," Mike said, then swiped his tongue over a stiff nipple.
"Ohhh, that's nice. Oooooh. But I need more than that, lover!" Stacy giggled. She pulled him over on top of her and then gasped as the head of his stiff prick brushed across her excited pussy and slid over her swollen clit for a fleeting moment.
"God! You make me so hot!" Stacy moaned.
Mike chuckled, "I know, darling. I know. And now I am going to show you how hot you make me."
He entered her slowly, inch by inch, savoring the intense heat and slippery wetness of her, reveling in the way her pussy enveloped his throbbing cock. Once he was fully embedded inside her, he kissed her deeply, passionately, longingly, lost in the sensation of her lips on his, her flesh against his flesh. Stacy wrapped her legs around him, holding him there, neither of them ready to move.
"Oh Mike! I love the feel of your cock inside me!" she whispered.
They kissed again, locked in the grip of pure animal lust, another slow, deep, sensual kiss that seemed to go on and on. They clung tightly together, their bodies joined, their tongues probing and their hands gently caressing each other, hinting at pleasures yet to come. Somehow they were no longer individuals, they were simply one body, one purpose, and one soul, driven by desire and love for each other.
Almost involuntarily they began to thrust, Mike's cock gliding slowly in and out of her wet pussy with ease. Stacy's hips rose to meet each of his thrusts, grinding her clit against his pubic bone as she pulled the full length of him deep inside. They were so familiar with each other that they quickly assumed a perfect rhythm, their bodies moving in tandem, each giving and receiving maximum pleasure.
For minutes they continued moving together, hearts pounding, blood rushing; their overheated bodies awash in sweat. Stacy was moaning quietly in his ear and Mike was grunting with every thrust. Onward they drove, steadily and continuously, climbing together to higher and higher levels of ecstasy. Suddenly Stacy's eyes opened wide and she begged him.
"Oh, God, yes Mike! Fuck me. Fuck me with your hard cock! Fuck meeeee!"
Slowly, the intensity of Mike's thrusts began to rise; deep, powerful strokes that made Stacy's body shudder with every impact. Her cunt felt like it was getting tighter and hotter by the second, squeezing his tortured rod until he felt like it was ready to burst. He continued to pound her relentlessly, ignoring his own growing need until it became almost unbearable. Slowly the tension and pressure in Mike's balls grew then spread throughout his groin until he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He groaned loudly, "Oh God, Stacy, I am almost there."
"Me too baby! Me tooooooo!" Stacy cried out.
Even though they were both ready, it was still a surprise when they exploded together. Stacy screamed and clamped her legs tightly around him as her back arched and her body began to shudder uncontrollably. Mike reacted and drove his cock deep into her, his body shaking convulsively as his cock released a torrent of milky white cum into her waiting cunt. Their orgasms seemed to go on forever, his cock spewing inside of her, and her cunt muscles massaging every last drop from him, until neither of them had anything left to give.
