I woke up and felt the familiar feeling of Jim's tongue on my pussy. I moaned and spread my legs wider. I didn't open my eyes, deciding instead to just lay back and enjoy. The room was a little cool but that meant my hard nipples just got harder.
"Morning" I whispered.
Jim looked up and smiled. "Good morning baby. Do you want your Christmas present now or later?"
"Oh fuck!" I screamed out and accidentally kicked him in the shoulder. "Temperature!" I sat up in bed and reached over to fumble for the thermometer that I had placed on the night table. I had to take my temperature before anything else and now the reading was probably going to be wrong.
By the way, my name is Anna and I'm trying to get pregnant. I wouldn't say that I'm obsessed with fertility. I like to say that I have a healthy knowledge of how best to get pregnant. I stuck the thermometer in my mouth and watched as Jim rubbed his shoulder then sat on the bed. Thank goodness the thermometer was digital and within two minutes it beeped. I pulled it out of my mouth and saw the number.
"Good. I still haven't spiked. You may continue."