It was Friday and she hated to see her man slip out of the bed and get in the shower knowing he had to leave for work.  She wanted him to stay in bed, call off and just hide from the worlds responsibilities with her.  She couldn’t resist the chance for temptation knowing it was National Doughnut Day.  So she slipped from the bed, pulled on her clothes and rushed down to the local shop to get a dozen.  By the time she returned he was in the kitchen, in his suit, pouring his coffee so she wished him a good morning with a kiss on the cheek.  He turned and kissed her passionately as she held her hands behind her back.  “What are you hiding?”

“Just a little treat but you will have to wait.” she stepped back from him slowly as his grin spread wide.  He never notice her taking his car keys off the counter beside him.  “Alright baby, well have a relaxing day, we will go out tonight if you want.” A smile, nod “Sounds good babe.” as she slipped out of the room.  She rushed upstairs with a giggle and pulled off her shirt.  “Have you seen my keys?” His voice aggravated as his heavy footsteps creaked the steps.  She had to keep silent so he would come all the way into the room.  She opened the bag of doughnuts and lay them all over her body.  When he pushed the door open with an irritated thud his scowl changed to a smile.  “Baby….have you seen my keys?” playfully ignoring her body being covered with his breakfast.  He approached as she lifted one up and took a bite.  He picked one off her tummy and bit into it with three big chomps then with chocolate icing on his lip he leaned down to kiss her.  

She held his tie so he could not pull away.  “Stay for breakfast and before you know it, it will be dinner time.” more giggles and chocolate iced kisses as she pulled his tie loose and he reached for his phone in his pocket.  A one minute call to cancel his day at the office as she unbuttoned his shirt.  He was not much of a breakfast person but today he ate everything in front of him.

Walking into the kitchen with a fist full of rope and a hungry look.  You turn from the stove and realize I had something better in mind to start our day.  I turn off the stove, take you by the hand and take you into the dining room.  Quickly snatching you by the hips and plopping you down on the table you bite your lip and lay back.  The rope unwinds as you watch me slowly bind your legs.  You loved the rough feel of the twine and my callous hands on your soft skin.  I push your legs open and lash at your damp folds with my tongue.  My teeth grazing your flesh and my lips sucking your swollen hard clit.  You just hold on and press into my mouth as I feast.  You can tell how I starve for you as you cream in my mouth and I keep going.  Over and over your thrash as the hard wood cools your backside.  I bite and suck, lick and flicker till you are drained into me.  “Good morning my love”