Tuesday I woke up cuddling Dani; we had screwed in the shower, and then we both went to bed exhausted and happy. She was cuddled with her head on my chest, my arms around her shoulders, and just comfy. I had morning wood but didn't see any way to do anything about it because she was so cute sleeping. At least I thought she was asleep. I feel her tugging on my cock and sucking on my nipples. "See how you like it," she teases.
"It doesn't do a whole lot for me," I tell her.
"This does, though," she says, tugging a little more.
"Yes, it does."
"Good. Turn the alarm off. Now, I am going to ride you this morning and don't want to have to move until I am done."
I reach over and turn off the alarm. She sits up and straddles me, making sure to give me a good faceful of boobs. I lick them as they go by, and she moans as she sinks down on my dick. She starts to move up and down. I grab her hips and start to go against her. She leans back and starts to rock from front to back. I hold her hips and go in and out. "So fucking good," she mutters. And we keep going nice and easy until we both cum.
She leans over and kisses me.
"That's a good way to start the day. A nice, easy fuck I am enjoying the differences," she says as she gets up and off.
"Oh, you don't like it rough?" I tease.
"I do. From time to time, a nice ass slap is great at the right moment. But good soft sex is just as much fun as a nice rough fuck, right?"
"You are right."
"Ok, I am showering; stay out this time."
"Why? You are off today."
"Because," she smirks at me and then heads off to the bathroom. I get up and head out to start the morning. I get the girls up, start some coffee, and throw some breakfast together. Head back to the shower and get dressed. Dani is out blow-drying her hair; I sneak in and give her a kiss and nipple twist. She playfully bats my hand away. I grab the other boob and slip my hand between her legs.
"Stop," she says halfheartedly.
"You said to stay out of the shower. This isn't the shower," I say, dropping down in front of her and burying my face in her bush.
"Oh god," she says, putting the hair dryer down quickly and grabbing the back of my head. I eat her out like a champ, loving every second of it. She cums, and I keep going; she cums again and pulls me up; I yank my pants down; and she spreads her legs wide in the chair. I go into her right there; it's a little awkward and kind of difficult, but still new and fun. My hands slide up and play with perfect, giant boobs. Rubbing them, cupping them, just working them over.
"Jesus, that's so good," she says. "My tits have been so sensitive; play with my nipples; make me cum again."
I do what the lady asks me to. I pinch her nipples and feel her cum almost instantly. I keep playing and slamming into her; it feels like a long time. I know she cums again, and then I cum. Man, sex is great these days.
"A girl could get used to this, twice in the morning and at night? You have some work cut out for you."
"I am up to it," I tell her.
"Don't get too cocky; well, I do like your cockiness, so maybe a bit," she says. "Go shower, so I can rinse off."
I kiss my wife good and deep and say, "Yes, dear." And head off to shower. I get out; she gets in behind me, rinses off her pussy real quick, and gets out.
"We have no time for three today. Get to work, you. I will get the girls to school today." And she shoes me out. "And be sure to come home for lunch; I have a surprise for you."
She gives me a big kiss and sends me off to work.
On the way to work, I stop by my usual coffee stand; it is a drive-up. Lisa, my usual barista, sees me and smiles, "Good morning, Mark."
"Good morning, Lisa. How are things?"
"The same. You want your usual. One caramel, extra caramel, one regular latte?" she asks while she whips up other drinks. I think for a minute.
"You know what? Surprise me. The caramel is for my assistant, but I will try something new."
She stops and looks at me for a minute. "What have you done with my regular? You look like him, but he always gets the same thing. Sometimes with vanilla, but always a latte." She says her blue eyes are flashing at me.
"I am getting out and trying new and exciting things. Figured why not, right?"
"For sure. Let's do this." She seems excited now, more so than before, and goes to work making the drinks for me. She bustles around her little stand, having a good time, smiling, and just being herself.
"How's school?" I speak up to be heard over the espresso machine.
"It's ok. I could use some help with my PowerPoints and presentations," she tells me, mixing drinks and doing things I don't understand to make coffee delicious. Without thinking, I take out one of my cards and write my cell phone number on it. She comes over to the window and hands me one drink, then the other, and I hand her my card.
"Call me; I can help you out."
"Really?" She seems surprised.
"It's kind of my gig--advertising, graphic design--and I can really help you out. "No charge," I smile to her.
"You are freaking awesome. I am so going to take you up on this," she says, her dirty blonde ponytail swinging happily. I hand her a twenty; she takes it and heads to the register.
"Keep it," I tell her.
She smiles at me and says, "Try it before you leave." I take a sip. It's freaking great; it's just delicious; I can't identify what's in it. But it is fantastic.
"This is amazing," I tell her. She can tell I like it by the look on my face, not just my words. She smiles even bigger. "What is it?"
"It's a Lisa, my special. "I am glad you like it, and I am so calling you later."
I drive off, thoroughly enjoying my new drink. And then I thought, I just handed out my number to a college chick. What the hell has come over me? I turn up the music and drive to work, trying to lose myself in thoughts not related to women.
I walked into work with the coffee in my hands. Ms. Kim was waiting in my office as per usual.
"Good morning, boss."
"Good morning, Ms. Kim," I said, handing her a cup. "What's on the schedule for today?"
