Spike Tyler's breakfast

Tyler was still in the shower, but probably wouldn't be for much longer. I made up my mind in a split second. I dashed into my bedroom, rummaging through my dresser drawer for the bag of pills.

A few months ago my friend had given me a handful of Viagra from her husband's stash. At the time I thought it had been a bad joke, but right now...okay it may seem a bit wrong, but Tyler will have to change his mind, if only for today.

I ground the pill into as fine a powder as I could, finishing only as Tyler stopped the shower. Once he had this dosage he'd be hard as hell and begging for release, just like I was about to be.

I hovered the fridge as Tyler finished buttering the toast. "What did you want to drink?"

"Can you grab the OJ?" He asked.

"You got it. Oh, mind clearing a space off on the table?"

As Tyler's back was turned I mixed the powdered Viagra into his OJ.

We didn't talk too much over breakfast. I read the paper, like normal, and he watched the morning news. I let my robe fall open casually as I flipped through the paper.

"Things are weird, aren't they?" He asked.

I smiled at him. "LIsten, Ty. I don't know about you, but I had a good time last night. I wouldn't mind doing it again. In fact I was really hoping to." I admitted. Then I shrugged, my robe falling a bit further off my shoulder, exposing the top half of my breast. "If anything, this can make us more comfortable with each other. If you dont' want to do it again...we won't." I really wanted to know why the hell he didn't, though. This is the first guy I've ever had suggest we shouldn't.

I noticed him shift uncomfortably, and I hid my smile well as I figured out the Viagra was starting to work. He had drained his whole glass of OJ, and had moved so his crotch was hidden under the table. He was only wearing a robe himself, if he had an erection he wouldn't be able to hide it.

"It's just...jeez, you look really hot with your hair all wet and messy." He breathed.

I looked at him, a bit surprised. I cleaned off the table, taking his plate as well. "Thank you. Well, I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to...go take care of myself." I kissed his cheek breifly, and saw that the Viagra was indeed working, "Thanks for lsat night, really. If you change your mind just let me know."

As soon as I closed my bedroom door, I heard go into the bathroom. It was dead silent in the apartment, and my wall was right next to the bathroom. I heard his breaths, low grunts. I began to massage my pussy, imagining Tyler jerking his thick cock, trying to relieve that throbbing erection he so suddenly got.

Naked on my bed, one hand pinched at my nipples, the other massaging my clit furiously. I was moaning and gasping softly, but I was sure Tyler could hear me just as I could hear him.

I was beginning to think he really may just masterbate and leave alone altogether, and that's when he knocked on my door.

"Yeah?" I gasped out, my hand still working on my pussy, dangerously close to orgasm.

"Ana...I changed my mind. Can I come in? Can we..."

I moaned as I came, and Tyler stepped in apparently accepting that as a yes.I was still stroking my pussy as the last waves of my orgasm faded.

Tyler looked at me in awe, covered by his robe, which was obviously tented out. I know he wanted it, but it seemed he didn't know exactly which part of me he wanted.