I woke up but didn't open my eyes just yet. Opening them meant that I had to get up and start the day. I blindly searched the bed for the other warm body that was meant to be in bed with me. When I couldn't find it, I opened my eyes. She was not where in the room. My attention was drawn to sounds coming from down the hall in the kitchen. I glanced at the clock to see it was just past nine o'clock in the morning.
I rolled out of bed and grabbed my bathrobe to cover my nude body. I joined Ava in the kitchen. She didn't notice when I came in. Ava had put on one of my shirts to protect herself while she cooked. It also served to make her look extremely sexy the way it hung off her body. I took the opportunity to sneak up behind her.
She jumped in surprise when I first slid my arms around her. She relaxed when she turned back and saw it was just me. I licked my lips seeing that she was making my favorite breakfast, blueberry pancakes and a side of bacon. Ava seemed very accustomed to working like this because she was able to finish her meal preparation without a problem. Even when I stole some of the blueberries out of the bowl she didn't reprimand me like she usually did.
"I got up and you weren't in bed." I commented.
"I had wanted to bring you breakfast in bed."
"I would prefer it if you woke me up instead. What are you wearing?"
"I grabbed your shirt off the floor so that I would get hit with the bacon grease. Is it not to your liking? I can change. I'm sorry I got out of bed without waking you, it won't happen again sir." She kissed my cheek. I told her she was a good girl. I backed away to let her finish making our meals without me hanging off of her. It didn't take much longer.
Ava brought our plates to the table. We ate in silence only because our mouths were too busy being stuffed. I finished first. Ava was attempting to be a little lady like. I relaxed back in my chair letting my stomach settle. I waited for her to finish eating before saying anything.
"Ava, I don't want you wearing that today. Put on one of the pieces of lingerie that I bought you."
"Will I be wearing it all day sir?" She seemed nervous about my demand, but not against it. I chose not to answer her. I picked up the morning paper that was on the table. Ava must have gone to get it this morning. A pang of jealously went through me at the thought that someone else might have seen her in just my shirt. Understanding that I would not answer her Ava started to grab the plates to clean. I grabbed her write and looking at her.
"Finish them after you change. I'll be in the living room when you are done." She nodded and went to change. I read the paper for a little bit in my recliner chair and then turned on the television. I caught a glimpse of Ava as she walked back to the kitchen after changing. She was wearing on of my favorites. It was a purple baby doll style, that was mostly sheer. My dick grew harder imagining what she looked like washing the dishes dressed like that.
I drew my eyes away from the TV when I noticed that Ava had finished the dishes and was in the door frame coming into the living room. She was the picture of sexuality. She had her arms across her chest pushed up her tits making them look more voluptuous. It was a casual moment between us, but there was sexual undertone coursing through the room. I called Ava over to me with a curl of my finger. Ava sauntered over and knelt between my legs.
I let her watch TV with me on her knees. I pet her hair like she was a kitten. She leaned her head on my knee. We were both comfortable. My finger grazed her neck and I felt her shiver under my touch. I decided that was the signal to me to heat things up. I tapped Ava's shoulder and when she turned around, she saw me starting to unzip my pants. She turned around and watched me fish my cock out.
"Make me happy now slut. If you do a good job, I may be inclined to make you a little happy."
"Yes, sir." She started to dutifully work on my cock. I felt the power surging through me that she was 'beneath me' to serve me. I was watching TV while I had a beautiful woman servicing me; it was many men's ultimate dream. I was getting into it when my phone started to ring on the coffee table. Ava stopped her work to hand me the phone. The caller ID identified my friend Eric as the incoming call.
Ava was looking up at me waiting for me to take the call. She must have expected me to finish my phone call before letting her continue. That wasn't my plan. I answered the phone and started talking to my friend. Ava moved to watch TV again. I took hold of her hair stopping her. When her attention was back on me, I snapped my fingers and then pointed down to my crotch. It was clear what I wanted, but Ava didn't dive in like she usually did.
