The next morning - bliss

"Wuuuh", I said, being unused to being woken, but the hand shaking my shoulder was insistent. I sat up with a start.

"Good morning", smiled Shelly. I was struggling to keep even one eye open in the blinding light. I normally don't bother shutting the blinds in the lounge. However, I could see that even though I was now painfuly sober, and struggling to keep my eyelids apart, my assessment the previous evening of her being an absolute 10, was still completely accurate. Her smile was a row of gleaming immaculate teeth, and if I hadn't seen her dressed in exactly the same clothes the night before, I would have imagined she had prepared her outfit perfectly just for this moment.

"Uh, Hi Shelly", I said, and sat up, rubbing my eyes. Shelly looked like she had been up for ages, taken a shower, did her hair etc. I felt as if I had fur growing on my tongue.

"I'm really sorry, I know we had a great night last night", she said looking sheepishly embarrassed, "but I think I've forgotten your name".

"Jason",

"Thanks. Um. Jason," she said glancing over towards the rather horrendous bedroom, "did we... you know"?

"Uh, no", I said, which sadly was the truth. What kind of idiot was I. I am unlikely to ever get the chance to fuck someone as stunning as Shelly again in my life. "You had passed out, and um, I thought, probably I shouldn't".

"OMG. I knew it. You are such a nice guy Jason," she said and squatted down to hug me. I held my hands out to the side as she embraced me tightly, squishing those lovely breasts against me.

"Thats ok", I said glumly.

"Uh, listen. I have to go, I have to get home and get to work", she glanced at her watch, "ridiculously soon, so I dont think we have time to, you know..." she glanced again at the bedroom door, "but you were so sweet last night, is it ok, if I," she hesitated a moment, "suck you off"?