Up In The Morning

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She lay in bed waiting for the alarm clock to go off one more time. As her mind cleared she instinctively ran through the list of all of her scheduled appointments for that day. She heard her husband doing what he does each morning, having no idea how he could get up so early. The alarm clock went off one more time- “BUZZZZZZ.”

“God!” she thought to herself.

How much she hated that sound. She was so warm under the covers, so safe, so at ease. She heard her husband get into the shower, the water running down his body, warm and swift. She had a real vision in her mind. If only he knew. She threw the covers off and felt the cool morning air encompass her body. Her eyes opened and she stretched her body to its fullest extent. She made sure to lie so that he could see her naked body. She always hoped that he still found her attractive. He came into the bedroom and gathered his clothes quietly as to not wake her up. Little did he know that she was awake, and images of his body, clean and shower fresh, danced in her mind. Would she begin caressing herself in front of him? Would he watch? Would he even care? Once he began his morning routine, trying to stop him was futile. She sighed to herself. She wanted so badly to just reach out to him, to let him know just how badly she craved him. He came in for the final time and kissed her on the top of her head like she was a puppy. Tears of frustration welled up in her eyes.

She laid there for a few more seconds. She listened to the stillness of the house. Her two cats jumped on the bed to wake her up. It was a morning routine for them, purrs and petting all around. The phone rang it was her husband. He would call her every morning to make sure that she was awake and somewhat functioning. She listened to his voice, getting lost in the thought of wanting him beside her so badly.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

There was silence. An almost inaudible moan escaped from her lips as she realized that her fingers had found there Escort Esenyurt way between her legs. He knew immediately once he heard it what she was up to.

“You are a very naughty girl!” he whispered over the phone in a low voice.

She released a soft giggle and continued stroking herself, her fingers now easily slipping up and down her womanhood. She held the phone closer to her ear and spoke in a slow, throaty voice.

“I wish you were here.”

“What are you trying to do? My cock is getting hard thinking about you!”

She knew at that point she had his attention.

“I am lying on the bed on my back; my legs spread wide, my fingers shining with my juices.”

She giggled again knowing exactly what she was doing to him.

All of a sudden he yelled “Damn it, son of a bitch!”

Her heart stopped. She remembered he was driving and she was distracting him.

“Honey, are you ok?”

Her heart was pounding.

“Yes, some asshole just cut me off. Now where were we?”

She stayed quiet. She did not think this was such a good idea any more.

“Come on, you got me going! You can’t leave me like this.” he said in a playful, but stern voice.

“Ok, if you promise me that you will pull over.”

He resisted but knew that he had scared her with his traffic incident.

“Agreed,” he said, “Give me a second to find a spot.”

She heard the blinker on his truck clicking. She smiled an evil little smile to herself.

“Ok,” he announced “I am pulled over in the brake down lane with my flashers on.”

She knew he was telling the truth, because she had been listening for the clicking of his hazard lights and, at this point, they were beating as fast as her heart.

“You were saying?” He said coyly.

She ran her tongue over her lips and swallowed hard. She could almost see that smile he gets on his face whenever his cock is engaged.

“I am lying on the bed, spread-eagled, and pulling on my nipples, giving them a Escort Avcılar bit of a twist.” she said as she bit her lip.

She felt her nipples hardening under her own touch. She ran the palms of her hands over her nipples, tickling them with their rigidity. She told him exactly what she was doing. Her breath quickened. Her body began to drift to the place where ecstasy was the only agenda. She listened carefully as his breath also deepened. She asked him

“So Baby, just how hard you are?” she asked in that seductive voice.

“I’m too fucking hard to be sitting in this truck by myself.”

“Unbutton your pants for me, Baby, please.” she begged.

“Are you serious?” he mumbled.

“Oh yes very much so.”

“I will, but first go in the draw and get out your vibrator.”

She agreed readily. She took the vibrator, turned it on, and placed it to the phone so he could hear the buzz. “

“Mmmmmmmm, Are you touching yourself?” she inquired.

“Oh yes, Baby, I am, and if I was there I would be fucking the shit out of you. Damn, my cock is so hard!” he growled.

“Put the vibrator inside of you and fuck yourself hard, just like I would do if I was there.”

She did, feeling her cunt grasp the vibrator. She felt the smooth plastic guild against the walls of her vagina. She took a deep breath and told him just how strong her scent was in the room. The scent of her womanhood filled the room as the dampness between her legs increased. She could hear him stroking himself faster as she described in great detail just what the image of him, with his member in his hand in semi-public, was doing to her. She arched her back and took in a deep breath. He heard this, and knew she was close to release.

“Don’t you dare” he barked. “Wait until I say.”

All she could do was whimper, because her clit was so hard she was about to lose her mind.

“Is the vibrator still in deep?” he inquired.

“Yes,” she answered “Please.” she begged.

“Put it Escort Beylikdüzü on high now and rub your clit with it, you horny little bitch!”

When she heard this, she knew he was close to orgasm himself. She knew that when he turned serious and demanding, the time was coming for his seed to let go. She knew it was the ‘Master’ in him coming to the surface.

“Listen carefully my little slut. I want you to take the vibrator and grate it against you clit hard. Harder!” I said, “Harder! Faster! Do it now!”

She did, her clit burning, and so aroused.

“Yes Master, as you wish.”

“I do wish.” he commanded.

She wished that she was in front of him so that he could blow his semen all over her face. He so loved to do this. The buzz of the vibrator felt like it was permeating her very being.

“Think of my cock in your face, the head an inch from your mouth.”

Instinctively she opened her mouth wide.

“Your mouth open?” he mused.

He knew it would be.

“Yes!” she cried out.

“Then come for me now!”

Those were the words she longed to hear as her clit twitched in powerful waves. She let out screams of fulfillment. Her hips rose off the bed wishing that he was there, filling her to her limits. And then she heard it; the unmistakable groan that he always let out seconds before he came.

“Master, please, please allow me to pleasure you. I need to so badly.” She begged. A growl escaped her lips, and she regretted that she was not there to witness his release.

“Uahhhhhhhhhh fuck!” “Uahhhhhh!”

She heard it from his mouth again, and knew that a fountain of white warm liquid was spewing from his cock. Then she heard him draw his breath in.

“You have been a very, very bad girl just wait until I get home tonight. Now get dressed and get that sweet little ass of yours to work!”

She giggled.

“I love you!” she said in the fog of seduction.

“I love you too, and you will be sore tonight.” he said, before the phone went dead. She lay there, content, and her mind raced in anticipation of what would happen that night. She climbed out of bed, looked at the clock and knew that she was going to be very late for work. “But,” she thought, “This was worth anything.”

She smiled to herself, petting both of her cats before returning to reality.

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