time for work

Amy wakes you up with a cup of coffee and a smile. "I fixed my working man some breakfast before work," she says, kissing your neck.

You get up and realize it's about 5:30 in the morning. You softly kiss Amy's lips, slide your hands inside your robe and squeeze her left breast gently.

"I see you made yourself at home, wearing my robe," you say playfully. You kiss her deeper, parting your teeth with her tongue, and as your kiss deepens, something else starts to grow.

She breaks the kiss, saying "If we don't stop, someone will make you late for work."

"I wish I could stay home with you," you say. "I could use some more loving like last night."

"I know, baby," she answers, punctuating each word with a kiss. "But you probably have a bunch of fuckups from last night to fix."

"You don't work today?" you ask.

"No, I'm off Tuesdays and Thursdays, and on call the weekend," she explains.

You sit down to eat breakfast, and she crawls under the table. Grabbing your cock with her hands, she guides it into her mouth as she starts to play with your balls. After swirling her tongue all over your hard member, she takes it down her throat, comes back up and swirls her tongue around the head. "Now, who's gonna make me late for work?" you demand playfully.

"I'm just reminding you what you have to look forward to when you get home, baby," she explains as she continues to stroke your hard dick. "I won't make you late, I swear."

After a few more minutes of teasing your cock, she gets up and says, "Now, get ready for work and remember who's waiting for you when you get home, mister."

You get dressed quickly, and she does, too, putting the same scrubs on she had last night. "You can stay here if you want, babe," you say.

"Nah, I need to get home and get cleaned up for my man," she says. You and her kiss, and you climb into your SUV and drive away, thinking about what's waiting for you when you get home.

At work, you end up having to reprogram the whole network because a bunch of hackers crashed it in the middle of the night. It takes you all morning to fix the problems, and you work through lunch. About 1:15, your spectralink rings. It's Amy. "Are you going to take lunch? I'm waiting for you in my car, babe."

"I'll be out in a few," you say. "I have some loose ends to tie up."

About 1:30, you come outside, and she's sitting on the bench outside waiting for you. You kiss her quickly and take her hand. "Sorry, babe, time got away from me," you explain.

"I understand. Sometimes it happens to me with patients," she replies. You and her walk out to her car hand in hand. She opens the back door and you and her sit down. Then she pulls out the McDonald's she brought you for lunch, and you devour it.

"Damn, John, I hope you attack my cunt like that tonight," she jokes.

She rubs her hand over your cock, and says, "I can't wait to feel you fill me with that tonight. I've been missing you all day."

"I've been missing you, too," you say as you kiss her softly. "I can't wait to get home to you."

"You better go back in, babe. You still have about 2 hours left."

You go back in, and, after she drives off, you go back in. You finish your last two hours, every minute passing slower than the one before.