A nuclear dream

She had an odd dream that night. She was in an odd, frilly, pink dress with an apron. Her hair was permed and proper and red lipstick donned her lips. What was she doing? Oh! Right! Making dinner! For her husband. Sure loved her husband! He was the only one in the world for her! Her entire existence was based around him and she couldn't have it any other way.

She thought about how good it felt to not worry and let a man lead her. She didn't need any of those silly thoughts in her head. She didn't need to make decisions! Men did that for her! She was just a silly woman. She should just listen to them!

Lily couldn't remember a life before this, but it didn't really matter. Everything she needed was right here! Well, almost everything. But as if on cue, there was a jingling of keys at the door. Lily knew what to do here! She ran over and got on her knees. She set her hands in her lap and looked up.

When the door opened, she saw her husband! She couldn't see his face, but she knew it was him! Her body longed for his! As he closed the gap on her, she was already naked. She stuck her tongue out to offer her mouth for her husband. This was one of her proudest skills: pleasing her man with her mouth.

Lily couldn't take the waiting; she loved his cock so much! It was just as amazing as the rest of him! With a grunt, he shoved it into her mouth. The instant her lips made contact, she came! Of course she would, though; she touched her husband's cock! Her tongue greedily ran a long it as she savored the seconds it was in her mouth.

She just needed a little longer! She knew he could be close to cumming! All she needed to do was—

The noise of her alarm jolted her awake. Immediately, the dream melted from her mind. She knew she had an interesting one, but she couldn't remember what it was about or why it was so interesting.

"Oh well," she shrugged as she got out of bed. It was time to see the mayor!