What makes a life perfect? Handsome income, sexy figure, loving your job and about to get married to someone perfect. But my sexual desires don't rest with any perfect guy.
This thought was rushing into my mind in the morning while I lay in bed wearing a white translucent top with delicate peach straps on my shoulder and its designer hem teasing my thighs. My hand rushed to my peach pink panties as my vagina reacted to the thought of being dominated and my nipples were erect enough pleading to be sucked.
Doorbell rang and broke me out of my daydreaming. It must be Jay. Jay is my boyfriend. Of course, the perfect and cute type of boyfriend with everything a husband material can offer. It's not that I don't love him but my mom does love him more than I could ever. You Know type of guy your parents are more proud of than you can ever be. He remembers everything from everyone's birthday to my morning coffee and the things my grandmother is allergic to. He is kind of too Good to be called perfect.
I got up and went to the door.
"When you have keys to my home why do you ring this shit every time?" I shouted opening the door.
There he was holding a huge bouquet of purple orchids (he knows how much I love them), lavender and white roses. On his other hand there was a huge package hanging down. I wondered what it is and not later than a second realised 'oh shit! It was our 4th month anniversary.'
"Happy anniversary my love." He kissed me.
He rushed inside. Handed me over that bouquet. Reached for the nearest table to the door. I locked the door to place the package he had in his hand. I reached to lock the door.
"Don't lock it. Cake is out for delivery and will be here anytime. He interrupted.
"Okay." I left the door as it is and walked towards him with those beautiful flowers in my hand expecting him to notice how sexy I am dressed right now. I almost imagined him pulling me into his arms and making love right there on that table he was busy arranging things he bought.
"What are you doing standing there? Go get a shower and be ready we have to leave for work. We will have a great dinner tonight." He spoke without looking at me.
I stood there for a minute more thinking how perfect he is but if I want this. 'Never mind you have this and this is life. This is what every girl desires.' My mind suggested. I dropped that bouquet on the table and left for shower.
Hot water with steam running out from the shower was just increasing my desire to be fucked right now. I wanted to pull Jay down here and have a quite wild sex.I held the hem of my top and let it off and down in the laundry bag. My panties followed. I got into the shower.
After around 20 minutes I got out wrapped in a brown towel. I wished him to be there waiting for me in my room but as always he was busy preparing breakfast. I opened my dresser and started going through the dresses there. We have to go out for dinner maybe tonight we would have some sex so I must be ready for that.
Though he never showed any interest in what I wore before having sex. But, I love dressing up so I picked up a white lacy bra and white thongs with matching heels. The outfit I picked was a new one. It was an olive dress hugging my body tight and perfectly. When you have an hourglass body it's a necessity to find clothes that compliment your body.
I walked out with a fluffy white shoulder bag. He was there with everything served well on the table. Delicious smell out there made me think about how hungry I was. There were a lot but the best was waffles. I sat down.
"Wow! Waffles." I reached for it.
"Wait. There are other things too. Start with them. Waffles are a dessert." His hand held mine. "Let me serve." He dropped my hand and started serving a little portion of everything.
"Huh! Who eats dessert for breakfast then? You Know I like that the most and after eating these things I won't be able to eat a full waffle." I explained.
"You always do this." He replied.
"As if you don't. I can decide what I want to eat." I said with a little anger.
"Whatever, do what you want. But not in front of me atleast." He picked up my plate he served and walked towards the sitting area which was not visible from where I was sitting.
'Happy anniversary' I thought to myself. I stood up from the chair having nothing and got out of my own apartment throwing the door behind me. 'I am fucking hungry.'
I started my car thinking of where to go to have a quick breakfast before I reached the office. I took the turn following the exit board and suddenly a car came from the opposite direction. 'Wait! I am going wrong,' I thought. No it was not true I was totally right on the way I should be. That means the front car needs to take a reverse. But that didn't move. I got out in order to try to explain the person.
He rolled his window glass down as I walked towards him.
"Please reverse the way you are going the wrong way." I said as I reached the spot from where I got his view properly.
