"If you don't wake up soon, I'll eat all the breakfast."
It wasn't every morning that she got to lay in bed. But today, she had no work to do and J was going in town to run errands. Grinning to herself, C went downstairs to breakfast and see J off.
She was now alone thinking of what toys to use this afternoon. She went upstairs and slowly removed her nightgown in front of the mirror, watching her skin slowly reveal itself. First her shoulders, then the top of her chest. She relished in watching her midriff become bare and flushed a little as it piled on the floor by her feet. C crawled under the covers and picked up her vibrator, running it up and down her slit, eventually nestling at the entrance her hole.
She thought about Js mouth and expert tongue playing with her little hotspot, and the thought made her clutch her breast and pinch her nipple. She loved his mouth on her. She kept the vibrator on high and kept imagining his mouth exploring her skin, trailing her fingers along the paths that he enjoyed exploring when they were together. She could feel herself heating up and getting close when suddenly, she heard a noise.
"That's strange," she thought, not expecting J home this early. She wrapped robe around her, throwing the vibrator to the side, and went downstairs. As she descended, she decided to surprise him and walked into the kitchen announcing "hello hot stuff" as she dropped the robe. But instead of her J, there was the paper boy from down the street walking and throwing newspapers at house doors."Well I'm very glad our newspaper has gotten to us.
After collecting her robe, she decided to get the mail, C tied the straps of her robe so she wouldn't be surprising the next person, but left out putting on any other clothing, retrieve the mail and get ready for a afternoon of self care.
We live in a townhouse, so there is a common path in the townhouse complex that goes by our front door, and it gets lots of traffic.
A normally simple task took a very abnormal turn. She opened the front door and headed for the wall of mail boxes. Thumbing through the mail during the return trip, she took a wrong step and fell.
"Ahhhhhh " C yelling, as pain shot through her ankle and leg. Falling in a heap on the sidewalk. She definitely sprained or broke her ankle and is gonna need help.
"Are you okay?"
A concerned voice belong to G, with his good looks, a body that showed he spent a great deal of time working out, and a confident air to him, he could have any woman he wanted.