The sun gleamed down it to the second story bedroom of Lacey Greer, who struggled to open her eyes on this lazy Sunday morning. When she did manage to open her crystal blue eyes, she was greeted by the sweet smile of her loving husband.
"Watching me sleep?" Lacey smiled back, stretching slightly.
"Couldn't help it, you're just so damn beautiful," her husband Pete spoke back, with his soft voice.
"Right back at you, good looking," Lacey leaned over, kissing Pete softly on his lips..
The two had been married for just over 2 years, although they had been together for almost a decade. They were high school sweethearts, and have been inseparable ever since Pete first awkwardly asked Lacey out their sophomore year in high school. Even though they ended up in different colleges, they stuck the relationship out up until the point Pete, once again awkwardly, asked for Lacey's hand in marriage shortly after his law school graduation.
Lacey checked her phone over on her bed stand before turning back over to her handsome husband.
"You shouldn't have let me sleep in so much," she said, still half asleep, "I need to go to the grocery store before I meet up with Kate."
"I figured you just needed your beauty rest," Pete kissed her on her forehead. "Besides, I'll go to the store with you to make up for it."
"Well isn't that a nice surprise," she smiled and whispered softly, "Maybe I can offer a surprise in return."
Lacey leaned over, kissing Pete once again, but in a more passionate manner. Her small hand wrapped around his neck as her lips smacked against his.
"You sure you have time," Pete said between kisses, "you made it seem like you had such a busy day."
"I can....," Lacey slid her tongue in Pete's mouth as her hand rubbed down his chest, "certainly make some time..."
Lacey pressed down on Pete's chest, as her leg wrapped around his waist. While their lips locked, she began to straddle his torso, leaning down as his hands gripped her hips.
Pete's phone began to vibrate on the bed stand next to the making out couple.
"Leave it....You can call back," Lacey said seductively as her hand traced down to his boxers, wrapping her hand around his erection. Her chest swelled in her tank top, pressing against Pete's bare chest. His hand moved down the small of her back to rub her ass, barely contained in her pajama shorts.
Lacey let out a small moan as her hand rubbed her husband's growing cock, stroking gently as their tongues swirled around each other.
The phone began to vibrate once again. Lacey, her eyes closed in passion, could feel Pete's head turn slightly.
"They shouldn't be disturbing you on a Sunday anyways," Lacey said in her sultry voice.
"It might be an emergency," Pete said, slightly nervous.
Lacey opened her eyes and looked down. "You really want to take that call right now?" she said, almost in disbelief.
"Just give me 5 minutes, and we can get back to it. I promise. Okay?" Pete said.
"I know your 5 minutes,"' Lacey said as she un-straddled him, "I'm going to shower."
Lacey stood up and began to walk to their master bedroom as she heard her husband in the background, answering yet another work call. The constant late nights and even worse, work calls while he was home, had become more frequent since Pete had gotten his promotion. Lacey couldn't say she was pleased with the constant distractions, although she had to remind herself that it was his job that allowed them to buy such a beautiful, big home.
The young redhead looked at herself in the mirror. She didn't look her best, just waking up and all, but she still looked good enough where her husband should want to rip her clothes off instead of taking a call from his boss.
Lacey hadn't always looked good. In fact, it was a more recent development. Back when Pete and her were in high school, there wasn't a guy besides Pete that would've given her a second look. She was a shy, art student, who was the definition of overweight and forgettable. Pete wasn't much of a looker himself back then, as a scrawny kid with acne.
Around the time of their engagement, the couple had decided to become the best versions of themselves. They began to eat better, and for the first time in her life, Lacey actually frequented the gym. In the year plus engagement, she lost 60 pounds and friends and family were shocked at her development. The shy, overweight art girl had turned into a redhead bombshell.
Lacey slid her top off in the bathroom, and unhooked her 38 DD bra, turning the shower water on. Her engagement weight loss may have shrunk the majority of her body, but her breasts remained huge. The attention her large chest brought was certainly a surprise to her, as someone who had mostly blended in the background most of her life. It took some getting used to, but she began to appreciate the gawks and stares, and considered it making up on lost times. Pete, not being the most secure guy in the world, took some getting used to as well. He was not used to other men staring at his wife, and whatever naughty thoughts they had on their mind when they did.
Lacey stepped in the shower and let the warm water wash over her body.
"Hey babe," Pete spoke loudly as he entered the bathroom.
"I've got some good news and bad news," he said as he approached the shower.
"Work?" Lacey said in a predictable manner.
"Well the client had to rearrange his travel plans, so I have to go in today," he said disappointingly, "but the good news is, that means I no longer have to leave town next weekend."
Lacey remained quiet, still slightly upset that their Sunday morning rendezvous had been interrupted.
Pete opened the shower door. "Let me make it up to you next weekend?" he said, flashing that charming smile she fell in love with 10 years ago.
Lacey leaned over, out of the water, and kissed him on the lips.
"You better," she said teasingly.
"Hey, I don't need a reminder when my wife looks as sexy as that in the shower," Pete said.
"Are you okay going to the store by yourself?" Pete asked as he closed the door.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," Lacey said through the falling water.
She opened the door before Pete left the room.
"I love you sweetheart," she smiled, letting him know everything was okay.
"Love you more" Pete said as he blew her a kiss.
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Lacey Greer pushed the cart down aisle 5 during her weekly grocery store visit, a little more dressed up than her usual grocery attire. She had heels on, which accentuated her long, toned legs. Despite her ugly duckling transformation, she still had retained her silky white skin from her youth, although most men didn't seem to mind when she caught them checking her out. She had on a skirt, and a black halter top that didn't do much to hide her large chest underneath.
She had plans to meet with her best friend for lunch that day, and always looked for an excuse to dress up when she could. Lacey had previously been an art teacher, but in the past year with Pete's promotion, had decided to take a break from working. It allowed her to be the perfect housewife and homemaker, but also left her a little bored, and looking for any excuse to get dolled up and go out.
Lacey pushed the cart down the aisle when she saw her phone light up with a message from Pete.
