I awoke the next morning in a large comfortable bed. I was facing up and simply opened my eyes peacefully. I felt satisfied. My first thought was of Brooke, my beautiful wife who helped push me to do this. My second thought was Daddy.
'Where is Daddy?" I wondered as I eased out of the bed. I was naked and looked around for something to put on and saw my clothes, folded neatly on the chair in the corner.
I got dressed and as I walked toward the bedroom door I was hit with the smell of food cooking, delicious food cooking. I glance at the clock on the dresser as I exit the room and it read
08:37 SAT 2/5
'How late were we up?' I think as I move down the hallway and enter the kitchen opposite the dining room.
'Wow, that's a lot of steel!' I exclaim to myself as I see the kitchen. Steel tables, steel counters, steel two-door glass-paneled refrigerator, everything is so shiny.
"Good morning James." I notice Daddy standing next to the stovetop, cooking eggs. He's dressed in a terrycloth robe showing just a hint of chest hair.
Opposite him is a counter with an array of prepared food; sliced fresh fruits, croissants, danish, bacon and sausage cooling on a tray, two carafes of coffee and orange juice.
"Oh my god, good morning, Daddy. I don't know what to say. This is incredible. Wow."
"Why don't you say you'll help me to the dining room with all of this?" He replies with a smile. A gorgeous smile.
"Oh, absolutely. I would love to help, Daddy."
He comes over and picks up the tray of fruit and turns to hand it to me, "Here, take this."
I take the tray from him and as soon as he releases it his hands go to either side of my face and sweetly kisses me, lightly licking and pecking at my lips. He pulls back and says,
"That was for last night. Thank you."
I blush and say to him, "Thank you for last night, I'm so happy you could help me broaden my horizons."
"You're quite welcome. Now, take that into the dining room then come back and help me with the rest of these he says as he picks up the bacon and egg plates and follows me across the hall.
I can feel his eyes on my ass with every step I take.
I set the tray of fruit down on the table and he does the same.
I head back to the kitchen and grab the tray of pastries and head back. I set the tray down as Daddy places the orange juice and coffee down in front of him. He pats the seat next to him on the long side of the table.
I pull the chair back and sit down next to him.
"Enjoy." He says as we begin serving ourselves. He unties his robe and let's it fall open. His massive cock is flaccid and laying across his thigh. I am beginning to get aroused as I notice his cock.
Just after we finish serving ourselves, someone knocks at the front door.
"Answer the door." Daddy tells me.
I stand and make my way to the door. I open it a crack and look out and I see Brooke standing there.
"Brooke!" I exclaim as I throw the door open and embrace her.
"Hi!" She looks me up and down, then winks at me. "Same clothes, huh? Could there be a walk of shame in your future?"
"Cute. Some walk, from his door to our car. We're having breakfast right now, I just woke up actually."
"I know, David called me and invited me over for it."
"He did? He didn't say anything to me. Let's go in then." I step aside and allow room for her to enter. We embrace again and kiss each other deeply.
We walk together into the dining room and David rises to meet us.
"Good morning, Brooke." Brookes eyes immediately drop to his crotch and her eyes widen a bit before she raises her gaze to meet his.
"Good morning, David. Sleep well, I take it?"
"Haha, I did yes, thanks to your hubby here. Please sit, we're just about to start."
We all sit down, Brooke across from Daddy and me. Brooke begins serving herself.
Daddy eats with one hand and with his other, dips below the table and begins lightly pinching and rolling the head of my cock through my pants. An intense sexual electric shock immediately springs it to life and I let out a whimper, looking lustily down at his hand working my cockhead.
Brooke hears my whimper and her head pops up. She looks over at me and she gives a little smile, fully knowing what was happening.
"So, Brooke, how was your night?" Daddy asks my wife as he continues to toy with my cock.