What's for breakfast?

"You did this?" You asked.

"Yeah, of course! Who else would?" Jane said as she began to spray some syrup and whip cream on her pancakes.

"W-Why?"

"Because I absolutely love it now that you're **** and nakey in front of me!" Your girlfriend giggled as she began working on her breakfast in front of you with her eyes on your exposed body.

"C-Come on babe!" You couldn't help but chuckle nervously, "Y-You can't be serious,"

"Oh but I am baby~" Your girlfriend teased as she took a bite out of the scrambled eggs, her eyes still on you.

"Babe, untie me so I can eat breakfast with you," you demanded.

"Nuh-uh-uh~" She teased you again with her index finger shaking 'no"

"Come on babe or I'll be late for work," you begged.

"No, I decided that you should watch me eat breakfast first and then get your own after,"

You opened your mouth trying to say something but froze after, knowing that whatever you say to your girl, she would never go along with what you say. She's stubborn which is annoying but it's what you like about her since she sticks to what she does. But this is one of the situation where you wished she would listen to you. You ultimately decided to stop trying. At least, she didn't have a big plate and she was pretty much working on the last couple of bites of her pancake.

"Okay, then what's for breakfast?"

She took a last bite of her pancake and picked up the syrup and whip cream.

"Pancake, eggs, and sausage!" She enthused.

You looked up at her with questioned look. Then you began to think. You didn't remember seeing sausages on her plate nor remember having sausages in the refrigerator. You looked up at her again, noticing a sly grin written across her face as she was shaking the whip cream. Her eyes specifically focused on your member in between your legs. Your exposed dick twitched slightly again realizing what she meant...

'Oh boy..." You thought to yourself.