| Tuesday, February 13, 2007 |
| Valentine Fantasy 2/13/07 |
Morning Chores
He put the paper down, leaned back in his chair and stretched. Breakfast had been fabulous. He patted his stomach and sighed. He hoped he could get up the energy to play his midmorning softball game. Standing up, he grabbed the syrup and jelly off the table, the least he could do was put up the condiments.
Rounding the corner to the kitchen he slowed down and leaned against the door jamb. She was doing the dishes. She didn't notice him.
He watched her silently, smiling. Her legs were slightly parted and as she worked her ass jiggled slightly causing her nightgown to swirl softly around her. Reaching caused the gown to rise giving him a peek at her nakedness. The shoulder strap slid down and one breast fell out. He sucked in his breath as she absently put it back.
He moved softly up behind her and gently wrapped his arms around her waist. He pressed himself against her so she could "feel" him. She scooted back so he was nestled just right against her. He kissed her shoulders, between her blades and then pulled on her gown straps until it fell down around her ankles; she was standing naked at the kitchen sink. He had placed the things in his hands down and now he picked up the syrup and held it at the base of her neck. He squeezed and it oozed down the middle of her back dripping off the curve of her ass. He stripped out of his shorts and starting with the tail end of her back licked straight up the middle; her taste and the syrup were like ambrosia to his tastebuds, making him wild with passion.
He firmly grabbed the inside of her thighs opening her legs totally to him and without giving her any time to think started making fierce love to her. He was pounding away, gripping her shoulders to steady himself. She made a concave in her back giving him better access and the sounds of her moaning, the running water and skin hitting skin made it quite noisy....and primal.
He held on to the sink with one hand and began smacking her behind. She lost her grip and warm soapy water covered her breasts as her hands splashed in the dishwater.
He was almost to his goal, he could feel it gathering up inside of him, the fuse was lit and any moment he would explode. She was so wet, so tight and so hot. He couldn't get deep enough inside of her. He was making a direct hit and then he began coming.
He grabbed her so hard, she had trouble breathing and almost lost her footing. She came a few seconds after him and they both leaned against the sink, still joined together, catching their breath.
She reached under the water and playfully sprinkled them; she almost thought she heard it sizzle. He broke their connection and turned her around. She didn't know what brought on his powerful show of emotion but it was well received. He didn't say anything; just kissed her deeply. She began laughing as he strolled off towards the bathroom. She turned around and got back to doing the morning chores. |
posted by Pamalicious @ Tuesday, February 13, 2007  |
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