The next morning the young bride woke up feeling rested and refreshed, especially considering how hammered she had gotten the night before. The only symptom was a nagging headache. Ava looked over at her snoring husband and noticed that his shriveled cock looked a little bruised. Ava assumed that he had wracked himself at some point during his drunken stupor. It took her a moment to realize that she too was completely naked. Her body felt a little sore, especially around her most sensitive areas. Ava noticed that her dress and underwear had been thrown haphazardly on the floor, very unlike her usual orderly and meticulous nature. Her cheeks and the corners of her mouth felt a little crusty, she poked at it with her tongue, and was surprised to find it taste so sweet! It must have been some of that last shot the hunky black bartender gave her last night!
With a slight jolt, Ava sprang from the bed to relieve herself. Her ass had been propped up by pillows all night, her hips cocked back keeping her ass elevated. As she stood a stream of fluid ran down her leg. She was surprised, she thought she had just peed herself! She was absolutely mortified, but relieved that Troy was still passed out. Upon closer inspection, the sticky substance was more than urine. More of the sticky substance came out as she sat on the toilet relieving herself.
The goo was so thick and viscous, she could only liken to what had dropped on her foot on her wedding night. Maybe she and Troy had fucked last night, and she just couldn't remember! Her memory was a little foggy, but she thought Troy's cum was a little more watery. She knew for sure that she would remember the smell. So Ava reached down and let her fingers be covered in some of the substance, and brought it to her nose. It didn't smell great, maybe a little of her own odor mixed in, and something else. Definitely a masculine scent; something deep within her psyche decided that it would be a good idea to taste it.
Before she could even think rationally, Ava plunged her two fingers into her mouth, sucking and licking the tantalizing substance. She was so taken by it that she began fingering her now extremely horny cunt trying to get more to taste. She even tried to drag it off of what was left on her tongue. Her appetite for it was not even close to whetted. Suddenly she felt like she was not in control of her own body. She had never done anything like this before, but now couldn't stop!
Ava's pussy was screaming for satisfaction. The extremely horny housewife decided to stop fingering herself and postpone her inevitable climax, to allow her husband the honor of getting her off to what could be the biggest orgasm of her young life. She quickly finished in the bathroom and raced back to the bed.
The wonderful dream she'd had the night before was now racing through her mind. She dreamt that she had achieved the biggest orgasm of her life! The memory was getting fuzzy, but she was sure it had been her husband in the dream. Only he was completely bald, and considerably darker. The man in her dreams was so steady and sure of himself, he knew exactly how to pleasure her. The more she thought about it, the more she was convinced that the imaginary lover was not Troy.
"Wake up sleepy head!" Ava exclaimed as she pounced nude on the bed. She shook Troy, trying to wake him from his alcohol induced coma.
"Wake up! I want to make love in this beautiful morning light!" Ava reached down to manipulate Troy's obviously injured penis.
"WarrruuGGHHA!" Troy called out in pain. "Oh, my god, my ween hurts so bad! What happened last night?" Troy recoiled in complete terror from his beautiful wife.
"I think I'm gonna puke!" Troy jumped out of bed, scampering towards the toilet. Ava heard the distinctive sounds of Troy retching into the porcelain bowl. Troy continued heaving for the next several minutes, until nothing could be heard. Ava laid in bed, curtains wide open, slowly caressing her soft supple skin. She was able to retreat back to her fantasy man, despite the awful noises coming from the toilet.
Ava was startled from her trance when Troy called out for her.
"Babe, would you get me a bag of ice, my balls are KILLING me."
Ava huffed as she got out of bed and walked over to the fridge in their room. The ice bin was empty, she would have to go get more from the ice machine down the hall.
"Ok, Sweetie, I'll be right back, it seems we are all out!" Ava threw on a long t-shirt and skipped out the door. She was completely naked underneath, Ava noticed a piece of paper on the ground. It said that due to the beautiful weather, yoga had been moved to the lakeside! Ava had nearly forgotten, she needed to hurry to make it on time. With that in mind, it never even occurred to her that her door was the only one in the long hall to get the notice.
Ava felt so sexy and naughty walking around the other couples so underdressed. It was getting her already overexcited body aroused further. Ava filled the bucket and hurried back to the room. She let herself in, and found Troy once again passed out in bed.
"Here is your ice Sweetie! You need to hurry, your tee time is in an hour, and you better not cancel, you already paid for it!"
Ava stripped off the t-shirt and hopped in the shower. She needed to get cleaned up for the day.
Ava was putting on her new yoga shorts. She was so excited when she saw them in the store, she just knew she had to get them. The length of them was rather short, but she figured that was the fashion now. Ava slipped on her industrial strength sports bra and a tight tank top to go over that. She applied a little bit of makeup and was ready to go to her class, with 15 minutes to spare.
She stepped out of the bathroom just as Troy got out of bed. He had a towel full of ice on his midsection. He was starting to get his color back.
