Ty Worked Second Shift
Finally, my long awaited day off arrived. Due to a co-worker's illness, a member on my team, I was assigned to work seven straight days. I was so tired the last couple of days I hadn't the energy to maintain my regular masturbation routine. Totally backed up, for real.
But some day off chores wouldn't wait. Getting too far behind only served to increase my stress level. Laundry was high on the list.
It had been months since that memorable morning I opened up my sweetness to Ty, my stepdaughter Nora's boyfriend, six months to be exact.
Oh, did he fuck me, but good! A little teasing, a little leading on, and I had his cock right where I wanted it. Plunging in and out of my horny ass. What brought that day to mind was this one, today, felt like a carbon copy of that one. I was disappointingly startled awake this morning from a dream that was about to have a happy ending.
In the dream, I had a cock in my mouth, enormously pleasing someone whose face I couldn't make out. He was pumping hard between my spit wet lips, and I hungrily anticipated his hot, creamy load filling my mouth, when suddenly, the dream terminated. So now, I'm all wet, ticked off from not getting that dream load down my throat, and no relief in sight.
My regular day off was changed because of my support role. On a normal day I would have left for work already. But, I did go out this morning, following my usual routine, but only to get a large cup of coffee, and came right back home. I was attempting to move quietly to keep from disturbing Ty's morning sleep. I came in from the garage and silently closed the door.
Their bedroom was nearest the garage, separated only by the laundry area. Probably assuming I had left for work, I noticed their bedroom door was open so I tiptoed gingerly up the steps. Ty still worked second shift and I didn't want to disturb him yet.
An hour later I had finished my coffee and had my laundry separated. In order to give Ty a little more sleep time before starting the washer, I tidied the kitchen and watered the plants.
I grabbed my first load thirty minutes later and went down the stairs in my least sexiest bathrobe to begin wash day.
After I loaded the washer I decided to peek in on Ty since the bedroom door was still open. What I saw shocked me and I yanked my head back. "Fuck!" I said, almost too loud.
Ty was lying on his back, uncovered. He had on matching navy t-shirt and boxers. Through the slit in his boxers, his morning wood, like the Empire State Building, stood magnificently proud.
"What's a hot, horny bitch supposed to do with that, dammit!?" I said low. This was the right fucking morning to be off, and it was obviously the right time. His dick was primed and appeared ready to seed some hot cream inside something warm and wet, a something I had the capability to provide.
Well, once I make a decision, I'm known to act quickly. And that's exactly what I did.
I eased through the open bedroom door and knelt beside the bed. I couldn't tell how deep a sleep Ty was in. He wasn't snoring. Both his hands rested below his balls, almost in cup-like fashion. His legs were spread, his cock was rock solid hard and looked enormous from a profile view.
