Candy starts a new day with Meat on her mind

The morning light filtered through the blinds, casting a pale glow over the room as Candy stirred awake, her body still heavy with the remnants of sleep. She lay still for a moment, listening to Andy's steady breathing beside her, before carefully slipping out of bed. The memory of his advances the night before made her stomach twist with a mix of guilt and relief. If she had let him have her, he would have noticed the multiple hickies that covered her ample bosoms. Andy loved playing with her tits, so he would have made her take off her top even in she tried to keep it on. So the best option was to withold all kinds of sex. And this was the main reason of her feeling terrible, that she had given Meat, a homeless man, who was a stranger, all access to her body yesterday and yet she had to keep her lovely husband away from her body.

Candy freshened up & quickly threw on a robe over the clothes from last night, tying it tightly around her waist, and made her way downstairs to start breakfast. The sizzle of bacon and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as she moved with practiced efficiency, her mind a million miles away.

Andy came down to breakfast, a little perplexed seeing her wearing the robe over her frumpy clothes, but said nothing about it as he belived his lovely wife must be feeling sick, otherwise she would have never dressed so heavy at home. He gave her a morning peck and said "Morning, darling" and then added "You look quite fresh than last night.", to make her feel a little better.

Candy got anxious. "Does he suspect anything? Why does he think I was not fresh last night? Could he smell Meat's cum? Did I expel some out from my tushy in my sleep!?", Candy kept thinking with horror. To counter this, she snapped at Andy, "I was perfectly fine yesterday. I had a headache, that's all". She didn't meet his gaze rest of the morning. She was afraid of kissing him goodbye, so she just gave a peck on his cheek before he left for the day.

Meanwhile AJ had come down, had breakfast & was ready to get out of the house, when he asked "Mom, did you clean my room yesterday?" Anxiety again grasped Candy. She started to imagine the worst, that she might have missed any globs of Meat's cum from AJ's bed or floor. Or even worse, maybe his laptop camera was on and everything was recorded. Well everything was indeed recorded, but it was in her phone. But why was AJ asking this question all on a sudden.

"Ummm, mom? You okay?", AJ snapped his fingers infront of Candy as she was internally thinking up the possibilities. She came to reality and kept her composure while saying, "Yes dear. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing. It just smells better than before. Thanks", AJ said picking up his school bag and leaving without saying goodbye.

Candy watched as AJ left the house, his departures offering a fleeting sense of normalcy. Once the door closed behind him, she felt a surge of relief mixed with trepidation and sat down to have some breakfast.

As she bit into the breakfast sausage, the juices burst in her mouth, but her mind was far from the mundane morning routine. The memory of her dream lingered, vivid and unrelenting—Meat's towering frame, the way his hands had claimed her, the raw power of his cock as it stretched her, filled her, and owned her. The sausage felt foreign in her mouth now, her appetite overshadowed by a craving far more primal. She glanced down at her skirt. The fabric over the groin was still clinging to her hips, stiff with the dried remnants of Meat's cum that might have leaked beyond her flimsy thong.

She had to get Meat out of head. But he had taken her number & already said he will be coming here today. She needs to stop it somehow, she thought. "I needs to have an open talk with Meat", Candy thought to herself, "His cock did feel great inside my kitty, and he did make me cum harder than Andy ever did, but it was a one time accident. He knows that, right?" She pondered over what Meat had said yesterday, about being man and wife. She shivered from the thought. "No! I need to make it clear to him that, though what we had was fun, we can't do that anymore. No matter how yummy his cock looks", Candy made a note to herself. She also noticed that her aversion to the word 'cock' has now faded.

Without hesitation, Candy put off her robe & grabbed her coat, purse & car key set, and stepped out into the crisp morning air, her mind fixed on going to the shop infront of which she had first encountered Meat. The memory of their initial meeting flashed through her thoughts as she walked, her heart pounding in her chest. " I hope I find him there. I'll just tell him it's over and go back home", she thought.

As she drove to the shop, she was fixated on looking out to search Meat on the street. He was a homeless guy, so there was every chance he might be elsewhere on the street. But when she reached the shop, she spotted him in the parking lot, wearing yet another set of worn down clothes, though now his face looked fresh. He was leaning against the lamp post like yesterday, his imposing figure unmistakable. The parking lot was almost empty as it was too early in the morning. She parked her car next to him & got out of her car. With a composed mind, she approached him while no one was looking.