You wake the next morning to an empty bed. Could it all have been a dream you wonder? Your stomach rumbles angrily when you notice the plate of eggs, bacon and toast on the table beside the bed. Small drops of condensation run down the side of the glass of orange juice sitting next to the plate. You smile to yourself as you grab the plate and begin eating with gusto.
You set the plate back on the table and finish off the orange juice. You stand up, put on some pants and take the dishes to the kitchen. You find me there wearing a silk robe stirring a bowl of chocolate pudding.
As you walk into the kitchen I look up and smile at you. You notice a small drop of pudding on my lip and come closer and kiss it off me. I grin up at you as I stick a finger into the pudding and slowly begin to lick it off my finger. Your eyes lock on to my finger as I slowly lick the pudding off, then slowly insert my finger into my mouth and suck off the remaining pudding.
After I am done I lick my lips slowly and lean into you and kiss you passionately. You can taste the pudding as my tongue caresses yours.
“Good morning sweetie,” I say as I pull away from you and resume stirring the pudding.
“Good morning, thanks for the breakfast,” you say as you put the dishes in the dish washer. You walk back over to me and dip your finger in the pudding to taste some. Before your finger makes it to your mouth I grab your hand and pull your finger to my mouth. I lick your finger softly then pull it into my mouth. You let out a soft moan as my tongue caresses your finger. I pull your finger from my mouth and put your hand down to your side.
“You can’t have any yet, it’s for later,” I say with a wink.
“Hmmm,” you say while raising an eyebrow at me, a small smile playing across your lips.
I cover the pudding with saran wrap and place it in the fridge for later. I motion for you to follow me as I make my way back to the bedroom. Once there I push you onto the bed and crawl on top of you like a kitten.
My robe falls open a bit and you can see my cleavage as I straddle you. I lean up and you can feel the heat of my pussy as it hovers over your now hard cock. I run my hands down your chest slowly as I keep myself just high enough above your cock so you can feel the heat but nothing else.
I lean forward and kiss you softly on the lips, my breasts pushing gently against you as we embrace. My tongue gently plays across your lips. I lean back up again, running my hands down your chest to the waistband of your pants. You moan softly as you feel my fingertips inside the waistband of your pants.
“Want to know what my favorite part of a man is?”
