Morning in the kitchen

Waking up the next morning, you found yourself a bit disoriented for a few moments, not really accustomed to seeing the room you were in, before it clicked in your head that this was, in fact, TJ's room and you were now at your (new) home. It was a bit of a shock to realize that this would be your life from now on but the sooner you accepted that change, as big as it was, the sooner you could move on from the awkwardness of stumbling your way through life again and to make sincere changes to your routine.

Secondly, as you rolled out of bed, you felt a bit different, especially having spent the majority of your adult life waking up next to a woman, first your girlfriend Jessica before you met and married Pam. This bed was simply different in that it was empty, though the pillows had a scent that you recognized as body wash, most likely the type that Tanya used (in fact, you recognized it as such, having seen the bottle in the shower last evening). Last evening, Tanya had ushered you into the bedroom and would not take any sort of offer you made of sleeping on the couch (it was way too small for your frame anyway, you would be at least a foot off the edge, if not more) but there was just something wrong about having to make a woman sleep on that thing. Especially with how much empty room you had on the queen (even with your size, there was definitely more than enough for her).

Hearing some noises from outside, you got up on your feet and walked to the door, pausing to listen for other voices and when you heard the radio on, distant though from the kitchen, you assumed that it was Tanya up early to cook breakfast. With a smile to yourself, you slipped off the shirt you had worn to bed and with just your boxers on, and a sizeable bulge pretty noticeable, slipped out of the bedroom and made your way to the kitchen.

Sure enough, Tanya was standing in front of the stove, whistling and slowly bobbing her head up and down to some music and otherwise distracted. She had worn a nightshirt to sleep, her hair was a mess, and still you felt your body reacting to the sight of a very shapely woman's ass. The thing about Pam, bless her heart, was that her physical attributes were very normal and plain. She had curves and was definitely very nice to look at, but there was just not that extra "umph" that the woman in front of you possessed. Her hips were wide and while thin at the waist, you definitely saw the value of an "ASS" in front of you. That and, you were being respectful to TJ, his mom was definitely one of those hot baby mamas that would break many hearts. Or was it cause many a man to bust a nut in November?

Either way, she was in front of you.