This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one.
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I woke up to the smell of fresh coffee. I was alone, naked, in Keith's big bed. The sheets right next to me, where he sleeps, were still warm so I knew he hadn't been up long. We'd laughed about how big the bed was and how we used only a very tiny part of it since we sleep holding each other. I moved over to where Keith slept so I could feel his warmth and smell his after shave in the pillow.
He came in wearing his undershorts, carrying a tray loaded with a coffee pot, mugs, cream, sugar and all the utensils needed for that first morning cup of coffee. He set the tray on a cart next to the bed, and sat beside me. He leaned over me, kissed me on the cheek and then moved down to my neck, right behind my ear, where he knows I love to be kissed.
"Good morning." I said, holding his head and basking in the feeling of him nibbling at my neck.
"You look so beautiful in the morning;" he whispered, "All soft and warm and cuddly."
He sat up and watched me as I stretched; arms above my head, arching my back, curling one leg and stretching the other leg pointing my toes. He once told me I stretch like a cat, part of the reason he calls me "Kitten". My stretching pulled the covers down to my waist exposing my bare breasts.
Before I could get my arms down Keith was on me again, softly kissing my bare breasts sending tingles from my nipples to my shaved little pussy. I put my hands on his head, and running my fingers through his hair I moaned, "This is a great way to wake up."
He gave my right nipple one more little kiss and sat up, sitting next to me on the bed. "I'd love to spend the rest of the day exploring your beautiful little body, but we're meeting Phil and Tina for brunch." he said softly, pouring a mug of coffee, adding cream and sugar, and offering it to me.
I sat up in bed pushing the pillows behind me, letting the covers fall into my lap exposing me all the way down to below my little belly button and took the mug of coffee. I could see a tent starting to form in the front of Keith's undershorts, so I knew I was having the effect on him that I wanted. Sometimes, I'm such a BAD little girl.
"I'm going to shave and shower while you finish your coffee." he mumbled staring at my bare breasts and belly.
"Hello," I said giggling in my little girl voice, "I'm up here."
He blushed; I don't think I ever made HIM blush before. When he stood up, I could see by the rather large size of the tent in his shorts that I was definitely having an effect on him. He leaned over and kissed my cheek and went into the bathroom.
I sipped my coffee and it was perfect. He knew exactly how I liked my coffee. That shouldn't surprise me though; sometimes, I think he knows more about me than I do. I was savoring my first cup of coffee when I heard him turn on the shower.
I put down my coffee mug and jumped out of bed and ran naked into the bathroom – I told you I was a bad little girl. I opened the shower door and he looked back over his shoulder at me as I stepped into the large shower and pressed my soft body against his muscled back and firm ass. I wrapped my arms around him and spread the soap around on his chest and hard stomach with my hands.
I quickly let my hands drift lower until I got one hand wrapped around his cock and stroked it back and forth aided by the slippery soap. He wasn't hard, but even soft; he was more than a handful and growing quickly. He moaned and took my hand from his dick and turned to face me holding my hands at the wrists, trying to protect himself from my wandering hands. I pouted, sticking out my lower lip.
He let go of my wrists and pulled me against his naked body crushing my soft, bare breasts against his hard stomach. "You're not making this easy for me, Kitten." he chuckled kissing the top of my now wet head, "Aren't you sore from last night?"
"Oh, no daddy," I said giggling in my little girl voice, "Thinking about last night is what's making me so horny." I reached down and grabbed his cock as best I could since I couldn't get my hand around it in its, now, semi-hard state.
He pulled my hand away from his growing cock and said in his stern fatherly voice, "If you don't be good, I'm going to have to punish you."
"Oh, goody!" I cried out jumping up and down making my tits bounce and clapping my hands. His fairly stiff cock jumped and now I was starting to get excited.
He smiled and shook his head and said, "Seriously Kitten, Phil and I are hoping to bump into a guy who is getting ready to manufacture a new computer component. We'd like to be the company that makes this component for him. If it wasn't for that, I'd take you right into the bedroom, spank your naughty little ass and fuck you legless."
"Well," I said, still the little girl, "Promise you'll do that later?"
"I promise." he said pulling me under the shower and soaping up my body. We washed each other with no more fooling around. After all, business is business. We dried off, and I finished in the bathroom and went into the bedroom to decide what to wear.
"Keith?" I called, as he was still in the bathroom, "What should I wear? I mean is this like a business meeting or are we casually going to bump into him?"
"We don't want it to look like we're waiting to ambush him, so I guess casual is the way to go." he said walking into the bedroom. He went to his closet and got out his clothes, a pull over shirt and a pair of slacks, and went back into the bathroom.
The exhibitionist in me decided that I wanted tease Keith today to make sure he "punishes" me later. I went to my armoire and picked out a scandalous white g-string, too skimpy to be called a thong, which barely covered my shaved pussy lips and had nothing more than little strings to hold it in place. I decided not to wear a bra. I picked out a cutoff pink sleeveless top and a white low rise mini-skirt. I finished this off with white, four inch, strappy, high heeled sandals.
I went to the mirror and was stunned at the girl looking back at me. I couldn't have looked sexier if I went to brunch naked. My flat belly was bare from just under my breasts to about three inches below my belly button accenting my girly, hourglass figure. The skirt, what little there was of it, only covered about the top four or five inches of my thighs and if I bent over a little too far, the bottoms of my naked ass cheeks were clearly visible. My long legs looked stunning in the four inch sandals and I knew when I walked, all the right parts would jiggle and bounce.
Keith came out of the bathroom and stopped and stared at me. I couldn't read the look on his face. I didn't say anything, waiting…hoping, for him to say what he was thinking. He finally closed his mouth and walking toward me saying, "Is that for me, or for our business contact."
"If you mean for looking, it's for everyone." I said, hoping I hadn't upset him. "You know what an exhibitionist you've turned me into." I paused, again trying to get a feel for what he was thinking. "If you mean who does this belong to;" I continued, waving my hands down my almost naked body, "You know this belongs to you; and you can do anything you want to do with it."
He smiled and a look of relief came over his face. "You know you don't have to do this… I mean, I would never use you to… I would never make you… I would never let anyone touch you unless…"
He wasn't upset with me! He was worried about me. No wonder I love him so much. Keith was worried that I thought he wanted me to exhibit myself, or even offer myself to this guy to close the deal. Funny, I probably would do it if he told me to; but I knew his possessive and ferocious protective nature as far as I was concerned, would never permit that. I walked over to him, making sure my hips swayed and my breasts bounced. Despite my four inch heels, I had to stretch up on tip toes to kiss him on his lips and I whispered in my little girl voice, "You promised to give me a spanking; I wanted to be sure you remembered to punish me."
I turned and walked back to my closet being sure he saw my little ass wiggle. "I'll keep my promise." his voice deep and rough, "I remember some of things you offered me last night to stop tickling you. Maybe I'll try some of them."
My cheeks reddened thinking back to last night. I offered him my body in some pretty bizarre ways hoping to end the torture he was putting me through. He walked to the armoire and opened it getting out the keys for the drawers he kept locked. "Maybe we don't have to wait until later to start your punishment;" he said with that smile that makes my pussy wet, "Come over here."
I walked over to him wondering what I had gotten myself into. He couldn't do much; after all, we were going to brunch to try to meet a potential client. He was digging through the drawer and I walked over to him. "Do you have panties on?" he asked, matter of factly.
"Well, sort of," I replied, remembering my g-string barely covered my shaved pussy lips and nothing else, "After all, this is sort of a business meeting."
He turned and looked me over; from my head, down my practically naked little body, to my four inch strappy sandals. I really didn't look like I was going to a business meeting, unless my business was illegal. He didn't say anything, but that smile was still there, and so was the bulge in his slacks. "Raise your skirt, and lower your panties." It was an order and not a request; I complied immediately.
