When I woke the next morning, albeit with a slight headache I slowly opened my eyes and look around.
I was alone in the bed.
Could I have dreamt yesterday? No! I was sure it was real.
I got up and headed for the bathroom to shave and make my dishevelled appearance a little more presentable.
The bathroom was sparkling clean!
Sally had obviously got up very early and cleaned up the room.
I had a shave and washed my face and applied some after shave, something I always do I love the fresh smell. Brushed my hair and still naked headed for the kitchen.
I opened the kitchen door and there was Sally; still naked preparing bacon and eggs.
The kitchen smelled delicious and Sally looked delicious, her beautiful blonde hair her slim sensuous figure lovely ass and slim legs.
I walked up behind her and gently hugged her reaching around and caressing her breasts she turned her pretty head around and our lips brushed fleetingly. Softly.....deliciously.
She was holding the frying pan with one hand as she moved the bacon around with the spatula with the other.
My cock was becoming hard as I pressed my body against the warmth of hers.
She just continued with her cooking as I held her gently my cock pressing against her ass.
She pushed her ass back against me reached back and grasped the tip of my penis and pushed it downwards so it slid in between her legs but not so it penetrated her.
I could feel a little dampness on top of the shaft my penis as it pressed against her crutch. Just pressing her legs together; squeezing my penis, delightfully.