The text-tone sounds as I am getting dressed for work. I grab my cell-phone from its place on our bedside table, hoping for the best.
One time, probably about a year ago, there was a power-outage in the office and a group-text to all employees went out telling us to take the day off. I failed to check my phone that morning, and was the only one to show up at our dark and deserted building. That will never happen again, at least not to me; I check my phone for messages every morning before leaving for work.
Thankfully, this one is not a group-text!
"My husband just left after a quick round of sloppy sex. The door is unlocked if you want to eat a fresh creampie."
It is from my old college sorority sister, Taco, who recently moved into the area, and the offer is too good to pass up!
I immediately call my employer and say I will not make it to work, then text a quick reply to Taco, just the emoji of the smiling face with its tongue sticking out.
Ten minutes later, I am the personification of that emoji, with my smiling face and tongue sticking out, between Taco's legs!
Until the unexpected arrival of Taco's text, the morning started out like just any typical workday.
I like to suck my husband before we get out of bed, and swallow a gratifying mouthful of his hot semen, in fact, if I wake up first, I often begin while he is still dreaming. It really turns me on when he grows and stiffens inside of my mouth as his dream becomes reality, and the pay-off is usually voluminous! I call it "Breakfast in Bed," and it is my favorite way to start my work day!
We are polar opposites in our morning routine, which suits me fine. He has to leave the house an hour before I do, so he rushes around hurriedly, like he is already late and a taxi horn is blowing, and I hate to rush, preferring to take my sweet old time. As an unwritten rule of our marriage, and one that neither of us disputes, whomever has to leave earliest has first dibs on the bathroom. So I stay in bed, under the covers, masturbating slowly and licking my fingers as his load of semen continues its journey into my belly, while he showers and dresses quickly.
Once dressed for work, he is not shy about kissing me good-bye, on the very mouth that brought him such early-morning pleasure, and I like to share a taste of my soppy vagina-fingers with him before he dashes out the door.
If I happen to have a day off, I can count on him lifting my nightie, bending me over his lap, and pulling down my moist panties for a magnificent spanking, and on those occasions, I return the favor by unfastening his pants and kneeling between his legs for a second round of fellatio and another serving of his yummy semen.
We stopped doing this spanking routine on my work days, unfortunately, because I have to sit at a desk all day. And sadly, my days off are few and far between.
When he is gone and the bathroom is mine all mine, I shower until the water turns icy-cold and my nipples look like they could cut glass, pleasure myself with frigid fingers, and then take my time getting ready for work.
I have not tasted another man's semen in several years, since meeting and falling in love with my husband after my second year of college, although I used to be quite a connoisseur, sucking and swallowing every guy who took me out. In fact, I quickly developed a reputation for my oral skills and promiscuity; I was expected to perform on every date, and I did, with pleasure!
Ah, but that seems like a lifetime ago...
Taco looks so sexy, like my wettest dream, lying there naked in the middle of her bed with her hair a mess and her legs spread wide, glistening in the morning light. I dive right into her, face first, without removing a single article of clothing, including my shoes.
Her creampie is exquisite!
