A care day.

The kissing lasted for a while, and when one of them broke off the kiss. The moment wasn't over. Instead, they remand on the sofa, gazing into each other's eyes and then going in for another round of kisses. Nothing was spoken between them, and they didn't have the energy to be "more active," but that was okay. They switched positions on the sofa and cuddle-kissed until they were too exhausted even for that. Then they just lay on the couch, gently touching each other until they fell asleep bundled together.

Sarah was the first to wake up the following day. She didn't try to get up; she continued to watch Michael sleep. It was only Saturday, but she felt last night warranted a special day. It took some time before Michael stirred.

"Hey there, handsome." Michael blinked against the morning sun.

"How's my special boy feeling." I took a few seconds for Michael to remember how to speak. He had gotten used to being called "roomie" that the other thing didn't really sink in for him.

"I feel, well, okay." Sarah pouted her lip.

"Only okay? That's not good." She kissed his shoulder.

"How can I make it better?" She continued to kiss and snuggle into him. It felt like how it used to be before this whole cuckold thing. Michael was still reeling.

"Are we not going to do this anymore?" he asked.

"I thought we could take a break for a day. Yesterday was a huge leap for both of us, and you were so good that a reward was warranted." She continued kissing his shoulder while Michael took it in.

"How about some breakfast?" She kissed his shoulder one last time and touched his chest before getting up and walking over to the kitchen counter.

"Coffee?" She asked, Michael sat up.

"Yes, please." He stood up and walked over to the kitchen. Sarah stood in only bra and panties, measuring up coffee for them. I want the lightest she had worn in his presents since they started their new life. Michael couldn't stop glancing at her. Her body was electrifying. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but it didn't feel prudent somehow. Then she walked away, and the moment disappeared. She opened the fridge and dug out some milk and cream cheese.

"Oh, I forgot to ask you. How do I look." She struck a power pose. Michael smiled.

"Like a million dollars." This seemed to satisfy her. She returned to the counter and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you." This made Michael's cheek hot and pink. It was like he had never gotten so much attention from a girl and reverted to an awkward teenager again.

"So what are we doing today?" Sarah asked, Michael was again put off balance.

"We?" He said, confused.

"Yeah, we numpty, or are you so eager to go back to being my cuck roommate? Because I can lock you up right now if you want." She reached down and shook his package through his boxers. Michael wondered how she did that and turned on the bossiness with a snap of the finger.

"I don't know what we should do." Sarah looked at him, pleased.

"Then maybe I have an idea." She looked so devious as she said it, and Michael felt butterflies stirring in his stomach.

"Let's do opposite day, you..." She touched his package again.

"Can't wear any clothes for the entire day, and I dress modestly." Michael didn't get it, but he was game.

"Okay, but I don't get it." Sarah suddenly turned innocent looking.

"Maybe I just like looking at you all naked and lovely." Michael still didn't get it but took off his boxers and shirt. Suddenly he felt strangely exposed. His free hand, which was not holding a coffee cup, moved down to cover his member. What had the last week done to him? Why was he so awkward being naked in front of his girlfriend/roommate? Sarah finished her coffee and got up.

"Can you clean away breakfast while I have a shower?" She asked, Michael nodded his head, still grappling with his new revelation.