As Barrin pulled into his driveway he noted how unusual it was to come home for lunch. Most days he dined with clients or co-workers. Occasionally, when their schedules matched, he would meet Maddy at a restaurant. If he felt like being alone, he would sneak away for a snack and read a newspaper.
But yesterday Maddy had left work early with the stomach flu. She had barely made it home in time to drape herself over their toilet bowl. By mid-evening her retches were no more than dry heaves. There was nothing left to come out. With a kiss on the cheek, Barrin tucked an exhausted Maddy into bed. She didn't even stir when he slid underneath the covers beside her later that night.
Still feeling a little queasy, Maddy had phoned in sick in the morning.
Barrin hoped she was feeling better as he climbed out of his car. He had picked up a bouquet of spring flowers at the florist on the way. Surely they would cheer her up.
"Hello!" he called as he walked in the front door.
"Hey," came the reply from the kitchen.
Barrin ducked against the wall and held out the flowers in the kitchen doorway. There was a pause, then a chuckle. "Ahhh, you romantic slob!" he heard Maddy say. The bouquet was suddenly pulled from his grasp.
When Barrin poked his grinning face around the corner, Maddy was waiting for him. "Thanks, lover," she said, planting a wet kiss on his lips.
"Are you sure its safe to do that? Germs all gone?" he asked with mock concern as she turned to lay the flowers on the counter. Barrin took off his coat and draped it over a chair.
"I'm cured, so you're safe," said Maddy. "I just had a nice, long, hot shower and see, I'm even back to eating again." She pointed at the bread crumbs, the open jar of peanut butter and the squeeze bottle of honey on the counter beside her.
It was then Barrin noticed how sexy Maddy looked. She was wearing a large, terrycloth bath robe and apparently not much else, judging by the amount of bare skin exposed. The front opening revealed the swell of her breasts and most of her right leg, thrust out below the casually tied belt. Her hair lay damp and tousled about her pretty face.
Barrin's visual inventory sent a little shiver through Maddy. A nice, warm shiver. "Sooo... what would you like for lunch?" she asked as Barrin stepped towards her.
"Hmmmm," he murmured, reaching for the robe's belt. "I'm not sure what I'm in the mood for."
Maddy watched with growing interest as he plucked apart the loose knot. Sure enough, the robe fell open, and, sure enough, she was squeaky clean naked underneath. Barrin was greeted by a view of the little patch of trimmed hair at the base of her taut belly.
"I think I might have found something here that could be tasty," he observed. Maddy felt a twinge in her stomach. For a second she thought her flu was back, but then realized the sensation was a little lower and much more pleasant than the pain she endured the last 24 hours. Ah yes, her pussy had come alive, warming, gathering dew. Yesterday's illness was now the furthest thing from her mind.
"Do you want the full meal deal?" Maddy crooned in his ear. She reached down and discovered a quickly growing bulge in his slacks. Mmmm, she thought, a little lunchtime lovemaking was a pleasure they didn't often get a chance to enjoy.
"Make it... a double order," Barrin replied. Maddy's massaging fingers was making speech difficult. He placed his hands gently on her shoulders and leaned into her.
This time Maddy shivered all over, as Barrin's warm, moist tongue hungrily explored her neck, then moved up to probe and tease her ears. Hastily she reached up and loosened his tie, then began tugging open the buttons of his crisp white shirt as his hot breath and lips skipped down to her collarbone.
Barrin gently slipped the robe off Maddy's delicate shoulders. It fell away, exposing her soft breasts before catching on her arms, which were still busy with his shirt removal. He cupped her bare ass cheeks in his hands just as she undid his last shirt button. Oh God, Maddy sighed to herself, ripping the shirt tails out of his pants, his touch feels so good after yesterday's agony! She lowered her arms and let the robe to fall to the floor.
"Mmm, I want all of you for lunch," Barrin groaned, lifting her onto the counter. Maddy gasped as her naked buttocks landed on the cool arborite. The cold shock only made her feel hotter.
Barrin's eyes never left her as he stepped back to strip off the rest of his clothes. Maddy laughed as he struggled to get his pants off. To tease him she spread her legs wide apart, then casually reached down and parted her pussy lips, using the index and forefinger of her left hand. With appropriate flair, she lowered the middle finger of her other hand, wiggled her fingertip gently into the moisture gathering in her pink well and pulled the slick dew up over her clit, teasing herself ever-so-lightly.
"Lunch is served," she said hoarsely, thrilled by Barrin's hungry eyes.
"Just in time," Barrin croaked. Maddy's pussy looked so tender, so wet, so ready! He had to get his undershorts off before his cock ripped right through them. With a desperate swipe he managed to hook one thumb in the waistband and shove them down his legs. Barrin's freed dick bobbed up in front of him, happy to be in action at such a peculiar time of the day. The skin on his bald head stretched tight as blood surged furiously up his veiny shaft. It was all he could do to stop himself from plunging his aching dick straight into Maddy's inviting well of slippery ecstasy.
That's where Maddy wanted it. She grabbed his willing member and pulled him between her parted thighs. But he held back, grunting from the pleasure of her grip, remembering something he had seen.
"That's the main course," he said, pointing between Maddy's legs. "First I need an appetizer or two. And I'm in the mood for a couple of sweetened, succulent breasts." Barrin had the squeeze bottle of honey in his hand.
"Mmmmm..." Maddy crooned. The sight of the sticky gold liquid sent a quiver of expectation through her. She watched as Barrin hovered the squeeze bottle's plastic nozzle over one of her stiff nipples. She pushed her chest out, jutting the swollen peak towards it, seeking stimulation. Then she groaned -- a loud, needy groan -- as Barrin gently pressed the hard tip of the bottle into her rigid stalk. Pins and needles rushed into her breast and down into her groin.
A quick squeeze placed a glistening drop of sticky nectar on the end of each tingling bud. Like an artist admiring his work, Barrin dribbled a thick ring of golden goo around the base of each nipple. The sensation of the plastic spout bumping over her dimpled flesh, followed by Barrin's finger spreading the tacky nectar made another groan slide from Maddy's throat. She leaned back against the cupboard to let him decorate her freely.
Raising the bottle, Barrin drizzled a trail of sticky sweetness from Maddy's neck all the way down to her little thatch of pussy hair. Her breath caught as she felt Barrin's fingers spread her pussy lips apart. She knew what was about to happen. Sure enough, a wave of pleasure swept through her as the cool nectar drizzled slowly over her clit and oozed down into the furrow below. Perhaps it was knowing he was going to have to lick it all off her that made her body shudder so violently. She placed her hands under her knees and pulled her bare legs open wide, angling her pussy upwards, trying to capture every sweet drip.
"Push it in," Maddy croaked in a crazed voice. "Squirt that stuff up inside me!"
Barrin raised his eyebrows in surprise. Wow, he thought, she's really into this. He carefully worked the bottle's bulbous cap and spout through the bubbling pool of nectar into her quivering hole. Maddy grunted as Barrin wiggled and rotated the ribbed cap, giving the bottle a couple of squeezes.
