Coffee and fun.

George woke early with Siúin grinding against him. He smiled and reached around her, grabbing one of her large soft tits and kneading it. “Glad you are awake. What would you say to making me a coffee, and I can thank you?”

George laughed, “Oh, and how will you do that?”

Siúin rolled over and kissed him. It was passionate and soft. “Bring some baby oil back, and you can fuck my tits.”

“Latte?” George asked, “with a touch of cream?”

“Oh, you pamper me, guess I will need to find some way of making sure you feel repaid,” she kissed him again before he rolled over and went down to the kitchen.

As he made coffee for them both, he thought about last night. His wife was fucking the neighbour unprotected while he fucked one of her best friends bare. He suddenly realised he didn’t know if Siúin was on the pill and thought back to their conversation last night. She hadn’t explicitly said yes or no. He moaned to himself as he thought about that prospect.

While the milk frothed, he ducked into the bathroom to grab a little bottle of baby oil, finished the coffees, and walked back upstairs. He found Siúin languidly lying back against the pillow, wholly uncovered and he paused. “Fuck, you are sexy, and I love how your freckles cover your whole body.”

Siúin laughed, “I’m glad not everyone does.” She looked out the window as the sun was starting to rise. “It looks like they are going to sleep in. Maybe Anthony wore Abbey out last night.”

George smiled, “I’m glad she had a good time,” he said.

“So am I. It also gives us enough time to have our coffee before I let you fuck my tits.” She turned back to watch him, “Would you like to straddle my chest and hump away, or have me kneel in front of you and use my tits to please you?”

George groaned, “Both sound good, but this morning, I think I would like to sit on the edge of the bed and watch as Abbey rouses.”

“Kinky,” Siúin replied as she took the offered coffee, “I’m in. Also, last night was fun, but don’t feel like you have to be gentle next time.”

George laughed, “You think that was gentle?”

Siúin held up one of her tits which George has squeezed firmly, “I don’t see any finger bruises, and I bruise easily.”

George sat beside her and gave her a gentle kiss, “Well, that begs the question. Just rough? Or do you like, say, nipple ****?”

Siúin shrugged, “I’ve had rough but not done anything with bondage more than rope. If you would like to introduce me, I would love that.”

George’s smile broadened as he stood up and walked over to a nearby cupboard, “Well, I do have a few accoutrements.” He opened the cabinet to reveal a range of bondage accessories. Leather harnesses and gags, floggers and whips, pinwheels and needles all pristinely displayed.

“Holy shit?” Siúin said, putting her coffee down and getting up, “What the fuck, how did I not know you two were into such kinky shit?”

George shrugged, “We don’t fuck and tell.”

Siúin shook her head, “Well, that has to change, cause I want to talk to Abbey about how much fun you were last night, and I want to hear about her and Anthony, cause all this shit about her not being on the pill is kind of hot.”

George “That’s actually something I wanted to talk to you about. Last night you said you were allergic to latex,” Siúin nodded, “and that you assumed we were to use protection? Was that just, STD-safe stuff or, well, are you on the pill?” he asked awkwardly.

Siúin picked up a multi-tailed soft leather flogger and smiled at him.

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