Rachel awoke at about six o'clock. She lay for a while, relaxing in the afterglow of the best night of her life. Always impatient, she soon clambered out of bed, pulled on her pajamas, and went into the kitchen to make coffee for herself, and tea for Ross. When it was ready, she returned to the bedroom.
She was frustrated that Ross still slept while she was wide awake and ready to start her day. She thought, "Well, this is one of the adjustments we're both going to have to make if this relationship is to last." She decided to be generous. She undressed, and slipped back into bed. She did not make a sincere effort to be quiet or keep the bed still, but Ross didn't awaken.
Rachel pondered, looking for a way to have her cake and eat it, too. She selfishly decided that the most generous thing would be to wake Ross up in the nicest way possible. He slept on his back. She gently removed the sheet covering him, and settled down to his cock. It was semi-erect, and lying against his belly.
She took him into her mouth gently, hoping to bring him close to orgasm before waking him. She got less than half of his cock into her mouth when he suddenly jerked awake. He nearly pulled his cock right out of her mouth. She steadied him with her hands to prevent him from inadvertently bringing his cock into contact with her teeth.
In a few seconds, he realized where he was, and with whom, and relaxed. Very soon, he was enjoying his morning intensely. Rachel blew him gently at first. She wanted to save some surprises for later. She couldn't deepthroat him. She worked mostly with about half of his shaft. That was all right with Ross. He now lay with his fingers interlaced behind his head, watching her head go up and down adorably.
He encouraged her, "Oooh, that's nice. Nice! Yeahhhhhhhh, that's good, so good." His excitement grew to the point that he could not help moving his hips slightly to stroke his cock in and out of her mouth. She picked up on the rhythm, realizing that he was near climax. She turned up the suction, and he saw her cheeks collapse inward. It seemed to him to be an act of sincere love.
He moaned, and she bobbed her head up and down more vigorously. He suddenly put his hands around her head and worked his hips harder. He erupted in her mouth, his face showing the delightful strain of his orgasm.
When his spurts ceased, she worked her tongue to pass all the semen down her throat. Ross watched the endearing sight of her gulping repeatedly to avoid losing a single drop. Once she had all his cum swallowed, she cleaned him up with her lips and tongue. She pulled off of him, sat up, and licked her lips erotically.
"Mmmmm. Good morning, sir."
"Good morning, Miss. Thank you for the wake-up service, I've never experienced that."
"Unfortunately, you can't count on me as your daily alarm clock, but maybe on special occasions...."
Ross offered, "It's Sunday. Let me take you to brunch."
"You just served me a hot breakfast. I suppose I might have left room for brunch."
Later, they walked arm-in-arm down the Manhattan sidewalks, smiling like teenagers experiencing their first love. As people passed them by, Rachel said, "Ross, I have the strange feeling that everyone knows what we have been up to!"
Laughing, he said, "Now that you say it, I'm feeling the same thing. I'm proud. I want everyone to see the gorgeous girl on my arm."
"It goes deeper with me. I actually imagine that people not only know what we've done, but have x-ray vision. I have the eerie sense that they can see the puddles of semen inside me."
"Ewwww!"
"I'm serious, Ross. I think they look at me and say, 'She's had a busy night. It looks like two servings in her pussy and one in her tummy. What a whore!' I'm sure that's what they're thinking." She cringed as they walked. She continued, "Then they think, 'It's no wonder that guy is smiling. Depositing three fresh loads in that angelic girl. The guy's a stud!' That's what people are thinking, Ross."
"As proud as I would be if everyone knew all that, Rachel, your secret is safe with me."
"Oh, but you'll tell your sister everything, won't you? I mean, you tell her everything you do with other women, right?"
"Well, I tell her a lot, but this is different. I have to draw boundaries with you. You're special. Monica will have to use her imagination."
"Nah. I'm going to tell her everything, anyway."
"Uh-oh!"
They enjoyed brunch at a high-end hotel. They spent much time watching each other eat in sexually suggestive ways, either reminiscing about last night, or promising new wonders in the nights to come. Rachel personally fed Ross several raw oysters.
Ross responded with tiny, smooth sausages. He fed one to Rachel on a fork, and she suggestively wrapped her lips around it. Ross enjoyed that, until she bit the sausage in half. Seeing the look of horror on his face, she said, "Oh, sorry! Here, try another one." He fed her another. She wrapped her lips around the end, worked the sausage off the fork and held it in her lips for a moment. Then she slurped it into her mouth with an audible suck. Ross was mollified.
Back at Ross's apartment, fully stuffed, the pair encountered an awkward test. They had never been alone together for hours at a time. Now, without the obvious distraction of sex, they had to find a way to spend time together. Rachel threw up her arms helplessly, and asked, "What would you be doing now, if I weren't here?"
Sheepishly, Ross answered, "Well, I'd be watching football with Joey and Chandler. But we should do something we both like."
