Jo and Mie

I wake up with a piss hardon. I slide my hand across the bed. The room is still dark, the drapes pulled closed. No Jo. She's slipped out of bed without waking me. We've been living together for three months now.

I pee, then open the drapes. The sun won't be up for another hour or so, but the city never gets really dark. Look at that snow. Still coming down. There's my robe.

As I near the kitchen the smell of coffee pulls me along. Jo is sitting at one end of the kitchen island looking through some work she's brought home.

"Good morning beautiful."

"There's my big man."

A quick kiss on the lips and I go to the coffee maker and fill my mug.

I sit on one of the tall chairs at the other end of the island. Hair a mess, no makeup, reading glasses. Damn she's beautiful. I sip my coffee and watch her work. See how she purses her lips when she concentrates? She looks over the top of the light blue plastic frames.

"What you look at, round eye?"

"Boi da geeze missus, youse some wicked pretty lady." Our secret little 'I Love You' talk.

Jo pushes her papers into her satchel. As she comes along the island she pulls the sash ends releasing the bow, so her shorty plush robe falls open. She hops onto my lap. Both hands on my cheeks we have a long sweet kiss. My cock is hard. Her sweet, perfect little cock is hard too.

"Think we can shower, dress and get there before eleven?"

"Can I finish my coffee first, Princess?"

"No." She pushes my mug away.

I chase her, laughing to the bathroom as she giggles. "Come back here you little bitch!" We both laugh.

We soap and massage each other with bath puffs.

"Mm. Stroke me?"

I turn her back to me, and with a big dollop of liquid soap gently soap and stroke her balls and cock. My other hand strokes her smooth flat chest and tweaks her hard brown nipples. A perfect little cock. A sweet mouthful. Smooth hairless balls. Mm.

Jo grips my stroking hand and pulls it hard to her groin. She holds me tight as she squirts and squirts. She leans back to me and pulls both my hands to her flat little breast.

"Mm, Teddy Bear, that was good."

She slipped from me and sank to her knees. One hand on my balls, the other holding my shaft, she put my knob into her little mouth. Her tongue! It swirls around my knob. Then she deep throats me. My God, how can a tiny little beauty gobble so much?

"Jo!" I cum and cum. She swallows until it's dripping out her lips. Her mouth is closed. her smile coquettish. I know. I pull her up. Her tongue and a big dollop of my cum slip into my mouth. We share a long tasty kiss.

After toweling each other off, Jo heads for the second bedroom.She decorated it very girly. It's her changing room. It's en suite her makeup room. It's a very feminine bedroom. Sometimes we sleep there for a little variety.

I get dressed. Jeans and a red paid flannel shirt.

Sweet Jo! Ruby stud earrings, a pale blue satin bow collar blouse, and black culottes. Scarlet nail polish and lip gloss.

I tie the laces on my 'Terra' work boots as she slips on her three inch heel patented leather ankle boots.

I hold the knee length silver fox fur I gave her for Christmas. She slides her arms in. I swaddle it around her and nuzzle her left ear.

"mm."

Giggle. "Bad boy."

First Sunday of every month we got o Jo's parent's for brunch. They turned the top floor of one of the buildings they own into a penthouse apartment. The ground floor is retail leases. The other ten floors apartments. Quite upscale in an exclusive shopping district.

As well as ourselves and her parents, Jo's brother, Tom, and his very pregnant wife, Mee, the mail order bride he brought from Vietnam a year and a half ago will be there, and Jo's fifteen year old sister Mary. Sometimes her aunt and uncle too.

The first time I met her parents Jo's mom latched onto my left hand and held onto it all evening, only letting go long enough to drink our tea. Wow. talk about instant acceptance. A week later I was invited to my first brunch.

Arriving and departing takes a long time with all the hugging and kissing.

"There's my boyfriend. You losing weight? Jo not feed you enough? I tell her, 'you want to be girl, you gotta learn to cook good for your man'."

" No Ma, she's trying to starve me. I'm wasting away."

"Round Eye lie. I feed him very well. Mother, you just can't trust him."

We all laugh.

"Don't worry. father caught the neighbor's dog. Big dog. Lots of doggy burgers."

More laughter. At my first brunch Jo's brother really had me going about 'dog cutlets' and 'come kitty soup.' Guess where Jo got her sense of humour?

"Mother, father, we, Mike, has a serious question. Let's go into the den before we join the rest."

"Sit, sit. I know what you're going to ask. Soon as Jo got that good job, I tell her, 'Buy Property!'. But no. I even found her a nice little six apartment building in Whitby. She doesn't listen. Look, we'll go look at what you found. Have you made an offer yet? The family will finance it, you pay the family back. No interest."

"Whoa!" I chuckled. "It's not that at all. Jo said before she could accept we had to ask your permission for us to marr."

Ma's shriek, before I could finish, brought the rest of the family running to the den to see what was going on. For someone five foot fuck all tall, that lady has some muscles! She just about squeezed the breath out of me, she hugged so ferociously.

Brunch became a party that lasted 'till after nine. All kinds of friends of the family came. I lost track of all the new names. The Champagne flowed. Food kept appearing.

Finally I said I'd better call a cab, because I was a bit too happy.

"You sit. I'll call. Mother, give my son in law another refill of bubbly, his glass is empty."

The cab turned out to be a stretched Lincoln airport limo. We snuggled in the back seat.

"Mm. I should get you too drunk to drive more often."

"Do you think your family likes me?"

"Oh, you." Jo slid her hand under my coat and stroked the bulge in my jeans. "And they don't know about your real talent."

The driver had an eastern European accent. When i went to pay, he said Jo's father financed this car, so we ride for free. I slipped him a twenty as I thanked him.

We cuddled in the living room to a quiet jazz station and talked about the day, her family, and arranging to fly to Edmonton to tell my family the good news.

We kissed.

"Mm, my big handsome teddy bear."

"Mm."

"Still hungry? Want some dessert? How about a bedtime snack?"

Jo stood, dropped her culottes, kicked her panties across the room and sat on my lap. As we kissed I fondled her perfect little package. So smooth. So well shaved. I stroked the liquid smooth satin of her blouse. her nipples pushed at the fabric. Her mouth was warm and sweet.

"Eat me? Please?"

She squealed as I threw her over my shoulder and strode to our special armchair. It faces the floor to ceiling windows. The snow, still falling, softens the city lights. The pink faux fur spread is waiting for her to snuggle in. The thick fleece on it's two inch foam backing is in front of the big chair for me to kneel on. I kiss from her sweet lips down to her waiting perfect little mouthful. I smile up at her dark sexy eyes, then lift her legs over my shoulders.

The beginning of a long slow sweet evening.