Breakfast in bed

We linger for a moment and caress each other. Even though we are both young and have only been together for two years, I know that I have already found the man to stay with for the rest of my life.

As I try to get up, he pulls me closer and grins. "Where are you planning to go, kitten?"

"I wanted to get dressed and make breakfast." - "I beg to differ, you should stay in bed while I quickly cook something"

Basti is an incredibly good cook and I am already looking forward to what he will prepare. He gives me a soft kiss on the forehead and gets up. He walks to the door and opens it.

"Hey ... didn't you forget something?" I ask, giggling. "No, why?" He responds, somewhat puzzled, and I look down at him. Then I throw him his boxers. "My sister is here too," I say. He has to grin grimly and scratches his head. "Well ... Although Susi might enjoy a good cock for once" he tries to annoy me. If he knew ...

He disappears out of the door with a grin. Sometimes I think he knows my fantasies without me telling him.

It takes a few minutes, in which I just stare at the ceiling and enjoy having such a great boyfriend at my side.

"I let her know" I hear from down the hall, shortly thereafter my door swings open. Basti carries a whole tray. A plate of fried egg and bacon, another plate of sandwiches and a glass of orange juice. "To make you big and strong," he says, laughing, placing the tray next to me, then he lies down beside me again and I hit him on the shoulder. "Remind me, why are we together again?" I ask, sticking out my tongue.

We get up and he takes me into his arm. I put the tray over our legs and we begin to eat.

As we are finished I look at him expectantly. "What was it that you should let me know?"

He chuckles. "Your sister was not content with the fact that we woke her up. She seems a little hungover."

"We didn't wake... Oooh" I say, when I realize what he means. I gently shrug my shoulders and give him a kiss on the cheek. "Well, not everyone can be as lucky as I am. Showers?"