As I climbed out of bed I stretched my arms wide, releasing a huge yawn as my back muscles rippled, biceps tensing as I rubbed my eyes as they adjusted to the dim light of mine and Ashley's bedroom. Turning back to the bed I looked at Ash sleeping angelically, blonde hair messily spread around him on his pillow, his peaceful face breathing in and out softly, his lips begging to be kissed. I avoided the temptation, knowing that we both had a very busy day ahead of us and that Ash would need his rest for what was to come. Walking over to the curtains I pulled them open slightly and stuck my head through the gap to check on the weather outside. It was only early but the skies were blue with barely a cloud to be seen, the sun on its daily journey upwards to the apex of the sky. Today was the big one, three years of waiting and I already knew that it would be a day that I would remember for the rest of my life.
Grabbing my boxers and a t-shirt from the floor where they had been discarded the night before, I pulled them on before quietly making my way out of the bedroom, ensuring that my lover's slumber wasn't disturbed. Making my way into the bathroom I took care of my morning needs, finishing by brushing my teeth and making my way into the living room of the flat. We had been lucky that we had been able to keep the same place for all three of our years of study but the landlord had seemed very happy with us as tenants and was more than willing to extend the term of our agreement whenever the tenancy had come up. Flipping on the kettle I waited quietly, scrolling through social media on my phone as it slowly rumbled into life and boiled the water, pouring myself a strong mug of coffee to get my day rolling in the right way.
Taking a seat on the sofa I took a deep breath, looking around the room that myself and Ash had spent countless hours in during our time at University. Every piece of furniture, each decoration or trinket brought back some form of memory and I allowed myself to happily wallow in this sea of warm moments as I slowly slipped my still piping hot cup of joe, steam billowing up into the air before dissipating. My peaceful tranquility was suddenly disturbed by the sound of my mobile phone ringing and I scrambled to grab it from the coffee table as quickly as I could so that it wouldn't wake Ashley.
"Hello?" I whispered as I answered the call.
"Good morning baby!" Mum responded in a chirpy, happy voice. She had always been a morning person, up at the crack of dawn and usually having completed a whole list of tasks before Bruce had even climbed out of bed.
"Morning Mum," I replied as I took another swig of my coffee. "How is the hotel?"
"Oh not too bad thanks, Dad had a bit of trouble sleeping but he managed to drift off eventually."
"That's good then," I replied, "Ash is still asleep so you should probably give us an hour or two before you come over," I explained.
"Okay sweetie, that's fine, me and Neil will go and get some breakfast and then head over to your place at around eleven, how does that sound?"
"Perfect," I answered, "I'll make sure he's awake and decent."
Mum laughed in response, "Okay sweetie, love you, see you later!" she said warmly before ending the call.
Mum and Dad were in town for our graduation, years of hard work finally paying off as myself and Ash would don our caps and gowns, walk across the stage and collect our diplomas, all with our loved ones looking on. It made me smile just thinking about it.
Our last year of studies had been difficult, especially the exam period with both myself and Ash studying virtually every hour of the day and night that was given to us. The day before his final exam Ash had been sitting at the dining room table, books and papers spread everywhere as he desperately crammed his brain with as much information as possible. I knew he would be fine, my other half was incredibly clever, but also incredibly anxious and so by the time the night rolled around Ash was almost literally pulling his hair out with stress. As I sat on the sofa quietly watching the football Ash spoke up frustratedly.
"There's no way I'm passing this exam," he commiserated, face contorted with nerves as he wrung his hands together, on the verge of having a full on breakdown.
By this point in the relationship I knew exactly what my lover needed, standing up from the sofa silently and walking over to the table, standing by my sensitive boyfriend's side. "Get the lube and then come back here," I instructed firmly, Ash looking up at me for a second as if waiting for his orders to be confirmed. "Now," I added, in a deep rumbling voice, causing Ash to scramble out of his chair and sprint towards the bedroom. I could hear him throwing doors open and scrabbling around in the bedside table to find the bottle that he needed. Within a few seconds he was back and I had taken advantage of the time by myself to move a chair from the end of the table and push Ash's work to the side to make room for what I had in mind.
"Here it is Daddy," Ash said softly, voice already turning more feminine as he slipped into the more submissive side of his personality, knowing full well what was about to happen to him, or at least having a good idea.
"Good boy," I said softly, stroking his hair before roughly grabbing a handful on his golden locks, tugging on them and making Ash grunt with pain tinted pleasure as he looked up into his master's eyes. "Naked," I ordered.
Ashley immediately stripped out of his comfy study clothes, dropping them to the floor and standing before me in just his cute lacey red panties. His smooth, soft, curvy and hairless body looked delectable and I started to harden in my joggers immediately, licking my lips and growling hungrily at my prey. Ash looked on nervously, cheeks flushing red as he melted under my intense gaze.
