Amazing morning with my stepmom
The sun peeked through the blinds, casting a warm glow across the bedroom floor. Sarah stirred in bed, her blonde hair splayed across the pillow. She slowly opened her hazel eyes and noticed she wasn’t alone. Her new husband, James, lay sleeping next to her.
The previous night came flooding back – their intimate dinner, the romantic dinner, making love into the wee hours. Sarah smiled. She was consumed with an intoxicating mix of joy and desire. She wanted him again.
As she thought about it, her hand slid down her body to caress between her thighs. She was wet, ready for more. But she didn’t want to wake James, not yet. Instead, she carefully slipped out of bed, trying not to disturb him.
Walking nude down the hallway, Sarah felt so wanton, so alive. Every nerve endings was tingling. She entered the kitchen and started bustling about, fixing pancakes and making coffee, all the while still aching with lusty need.
James sleepily ambled into the kitchen and stretched, totally in the nude. “Mmm, something smells delicious,” he crooned, pressing himself against her from behind. Sarah almost dropped the spatula.
“Oh, good morning babe!” she cooed, grinding her hips back against his hardening cock. She couldn’t help herself. “Pancakes are almost ready.”
As James leaned down to peck his new bride on the lips, he caught sight of her simulated act that was wont. “What’s this?” he mumbled, genuinely confused. The spatula stopped mid-spin.
“It…it was nothing…” Sarah tried to cover up, blushing and wishing she had put on some clothes. “I just didn’t want to wake you.”
His brow furrowed in confusion. “Sarah, explain what you were just doing, okay?”
She hung her head, tears threatening. “I’m sorry, I don’t know, I just…” Sarah couldn’t find the right words. She was utterly mortified, and conflicted.
But then James’ expression softened, and he gently stroked her cheek. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. Honestly, I’m impressed. This is why I married you – your adventurous spirit.” He gave her a sincere smile.
Sarah looked up into his eyes and felt a wave of relief and love wash over her. “Really? You’re not creeped out?”
“Of course not, baby,” he reassured her, tucking her hair behind her ear. “In fact, this gives me some kinky ideas for later.” He winked and smirked playfully.
Sarah giggled and playfully swatted him. “You’re impossible,” she teased. James pulled her close and kissed her deeply, the passion and love between them igniting once again.
Just then, a loud ding interrupted their romantic moment. Sarah turned off the stove. “Looks like breakfast is ready!” she chirped. Hands intertwined, they sat down to a cozy meal together as newlyweds.
Sarah couldn’t believe how perfectly the morning had turned out. Sure, there was a little bit of a hiccup with her risque actions, but James’ compassion and understanding quickly put her at ease. She couldn’t wait to see what sexy shenanigans he might have in store for her later…
As the days turned to weeks, Sarah and James settled into a wonderful marital bliss. The passion never faded, only growing deeper and more exciting. And sometimes, as Sarah flipped pancakes nude in the morning light, James would sneak up behind her, a devilish grin on his handsome face.
“Another encore performance, my dear?” he’d purr, pressing himself firmly against her. Sarah just smiled, pushing her hips back seductively. Showtime.
