I opened my eyes long enough to focus on the numbers of the digital clock on the night stand next to the bed and then quickly closed them again. The numbers took a minute to register in my mind, 5:30. Damn I thought, time to get up for work already. No, wait, now I remember its New Years Day, a holiday, no work, I can sleep as late as I want. As I lay there thinking about falling back to sleep, other thoughts begin to enter my mind and I slowly become more alert. After 15 minutes of tossing and turning I realize that there is no going back to sleep today. I've always been an early riser and my internal clock has gotten me up at the time I get up every work day. I laid there listening to my wife Maria's rhythmic breathing. She has no trouble sleeping late I thought jealously.
My mind drifts back to last night, no kids are home, they are both sleeping over friend's houses and I figure this would be a great night for the two of us to cuddle up on the couch in front of a fire and have a little fun while we wait for the ball to drop. But as soon as I hit the switch to ignite the gas log Maria looks at me and says "I know what you want and you can forget it, I've had a long day and I'm exhausted."
"Come on Hon," I say, "It's New Years Eve, you can sleep as late as you want tomorrow, why don't you lay down and I'll give you a back massage and you can relax."
She looks at me, rolls her eyes and says "All I want is a glass of wine and a good night's sleep, NOTHING ELSE!"
"Fine," I say angrily "I'll get you a glass of wine and I'll leave you alone."
As I go to the kitchen to get her a glass of wine and myself a beer I think why should tonight be any different that most other nights? I've been married to Maria for almost twenty years and while we have never had sex with the frequency I would have liked, we did do it a few times a month up until the last couple of years. It seems as if about two years ago Maria lost all interest, if we make love once every couple of months now I'm lucky. When we do have sex she really gets into it and seems to love it, but lately I'm thinking that might just be an act.
Okay, I might as well get out of bed, we, or should I say Maria, had promised our neighbors Rob and Laura that we, or should I say me, would feed and let their dog out. Rob and Laura had spent the night in the city to celebrate the New Year and their 21 year old daughter Jennifer was spending the night with friends at the college she attends. I had let the dog out last night before being turned down by Maria and would have to do it at least one more time this morning since Rob and Laura wouldn't be returning leaving the city until 11:00 this morning.
So I quietly get out of bed and trudge off into the bathroom. I take a quick shower and shave to bring myself fully awake and head into the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. I set the coffee maker up and went to power on the PC so I could read the morning paper and do a little early morning surfing. When the coffee was ready I sat down checked CNN, saw with a sigh of relief that there had been no terrorist attacks during the New Years celebrations last night and then went to check out the latest sporting news. Nothing too exciting there, so being my usual early morning horny self I surfed over to Literotica to check the new stories. I found one about a 45 year old guy who was having sex with his next door neighbor, a beautiful housewife whose husband was ignoring her sexual needs. He went over to help her with a leaky faucet and ended up getting his dick sucked on the kitchen floor.
"How come something like that never happens to me," I thought. I've been married a long time and had never once cheated or come close to cheating. These Literotica stories are nice to read but I guess that's what they are, stories."
Well now that my dick is semi-hard and my coffee is gone I figure it's time to go take care of Rob's dog.
As I walk up to their house I notice that a car is parked at the back of the driveway. I don't remember if it was there last night or not. It could have been, it was dark and I really wasn't paying much attention to the surroundings. I enter the code into the garage door panel and it slides up. I walk through the garage, open the door to the kitchen and am met by a happy Buster, wagging his tail and jumping up to say hi.
I let Buster out the back door and follow him out into the brisk air to make sure he doesn't run off after a squirrel. The last thing I want to do is chase a dog all over the neighborhood this early in the morning. Well Buster goes about his business and comes up to me licking his chops with a look that says, "Okay, how about some food."
Once I'm back in the kitchen, I lean into the cabinet to get his food and just as I grab the bag someone behind me says, "Hi Jack." Not expecting this I jump hit my head on the top of the cabinet and spilt the bag of food all over the floor. As I look up I see Jennifer standing there as Buster begins to chow down on the spilt food.
Jennifer had obviously just woken up but she looked unbelievable standing there. She is about 5'8, maybe 125 pounds, short brown hair and legs that never seem to end. She had on a v-neck white t-shirt that came down to mid thigh that just looked great on her. She giggled while she rubbed her eyes with one hand and covered a yawn with the other.
"I'm sorry," she said," I didn't mean to startle you, but that was pretty funny."
"Well I'm glad I could be your early morning entertainment. What are you doing home? Your Mom and Dad said you were staying at school?"
"I was going to, but the jerk I'm dating decided to get shitfaced and he really pissed me off. So I jumped in my car and came home. I spent midnight alone in my car, not exactly what I had planned. How's your head? Hey, you want some coffee?"
"My heads okay, but my ego is bruised. Sure why not."
She put the coffee on and we sat down across from each other at the table. When she sat the t-shirt came tight on her chest and I could see her nipples trying to poke through the material. When I looked up I knew she had caught me staring, she looked me right in the eyes and gave me a sly smile.
"Did you know that my Mom thinks you're the best looking guy in the neighborhood?"
"Me? No, that's news to me."
"Yep. She's told me that a couple of times. Frankly I ever really saw it, but looking at you now, up close, I guess can see why."
"Gee thanks, I think."
