Although her mind was racing as she laid her head down to sleep, Eden managed to sleep quite well. She'd been completely worn out from her evening with James the night before and couldn't wait to meet up with him again today.
Eden hurried about her morning rituals, getting her son off to school and the boyfriend off to work for the day. As Eden showered she noticed the aches in her body from the night before. Her pussy and ass still ached, and she swore she could even had a bit of a sore throat from James having his way with it.
Eden got dressed and called a cab. While she waited, she put on her make up and called James.
"Hello?" James answered as he picked up the phone.
Unsure of what she should call him, Eden answered back, "Hello...?"
"Eden? I've been waiting for your call. How are you feeling this morning little one?" Eden could hear a smile in his voice.
"Well, heh... I'm feeling good. A little sore, but good." she answered back shyly.
"A little? Is that all? I guess we'll have to try harder then."
Eden laughed nervously and gulped.
"So, are you on your way then?"
"Yes Sir, the taxi has just pulled up, I should be there in about 15 minutes."
"That's great, bring all your toys with you, I'd really like to see them for myself," James stated, more than asked.
"Um... okay, yes, I'll bring them, see you soon."
"See you soon."
Eden grabbed her box of toys from under her bed and darted out the door and into the taxi. After a short drive, she was heading up the elevator towards his room. She paused a moment in front of his door a bit like a deer caught in headlights. Eden was excited and nervous. She could feel her panties already soaked with her wetness, and she already felt flush. Just the thought of her standing in this hallway with her shoebox full of toys in hand made her bite her lip and take a deep breath.
Suddenly, James pulled the door open quickly. Eden was startled and gasped. "I was beginning to wonder if you were planning on just standing there all day," he said teasing.
Eden blushed and walked through the door as James motioned her in. "You better move it, our breakfast is getting cold." Eden noticed the table he'd had her bent over the night before was now covered with a white tablecloth with assorted breakfast type foods spread atop it.
James and Eden sat enjoying breakfast and talking. When breakfast was over they continued talking. Telling each other about their pasts and presents, from food and music to past relationships and sex.
During a lull in the conversation, James caught Eden nervously looking over at her shoebox. He stood up from the table, walked over to the couch, and sat down. With a sly smirk he said, "Why don't you be a good girl and bring me that box you brought with you."