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No sooner had I given her permission than she found her pleasure. Her neck arched, lips parting to form a soft O, and her body trembled as she came absolutely beautifully.

After thrusting into her one last time, my balls tightened and my cock twitched as I reached my own climax. I continued to release my seed inside of her until my cock deflated.

I pulled out and fell to her side, making sure not to crush her, then laid there, my arm around her waist, while catching my breath.

When I finally did, I released her from her restraints.

“You okay, honey?” I asked, rubbing her wrists.

“Mhmm.”

“How’s your bottom feeling?”

“Thoroughly punished.”

“And your pussy?”

“Thoroughly fucked,” she answered, giving me a smile.

I rolled my eyes as I tugged her close to me and pulled the covers over us.

“What are you doing?”

“Going back to sleep. We both are. Remember, I told you that we were going to sleep in today. It’s only,” I glanced up to check the clock, “six-fifty in the morning.”

She yawned and snuggled close to me. “I guess I could sleep for another hour or so.”

“Good girl.”

Chapter Three

I woke up three hours later to the delicious smells of bacon, eggs, and coffee.

“Good morning,” Drew announced, walking into the room carrying a tray filled with food. There were pancakes, eggs, bacon, and two glasses, one filled with apple juice, the other filled with chocolate milk.

“Morning. What is all of this for?” I asked, sitting up in bed. When the sheets fell down, revealing my naked breasts, I pulled them back up and tucked them under my arms.

He gave me an amused wink.

“What? I don’t want to get cold or spill anything on myself. Now, can you tell me what’s going on?”

“Can’t a husband make breakfast for his wife every once in a while?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

He smiled and put the tray across my lap. All the delicious smells assaulted my nose. There was so much food on the tray, I wasn’t sure which item I wanted to try first. I finally settled on the pancakes.

I moaned as the soft, fluffy cake melted on my tongue. “This is delicious! Thank you again.”

He pulled me close and kissed my forehead. “You’re welcome. Eat up; I have a busy day planned for us.”

I wasn’t exactly sure what his busy day would entail, but just to make sure I wouldn’t go hungry later, I dug into my food, wanting to get started on all my surprises.

Before long, everything on the tray was eaten, and he took the tray and left the room. Sighing contentedly, I leaned back against my pillows. My tummy was full and all of a sudden I didn’t feel like getting out of bed. I wanted to relax for a while. I had the entire week off; I could relax all day if I wanted to.

“How are you doing, honey?” he asked, walking back into the bedroom.

“Good. Except, now that I have a full stomach, I want to be a little bit lazy.”

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