Breakfast

Dean slowly peaks into the kitchen. The first thing he sees are legs on the ground. The farther he looks in he can tell that it’s Brooke’s legs kneeling on the ground near the kitchen table. Next Dean see’s Brooke ass, she was wearing tight shorts that were rolled up so much that her ass cheeks were halfway out of them. Further following her body up, Brooke was wearing a crop top and clearly without a bra as her tits were hanging basically out of the shirt.

That’s when Dean got to Brooke’s arms resting on a pair of thighs. Brooke’s head was bobbing up and down on a very large cock, Richard’s cock. Dean finally could see the whole scene. Brooke was on her knees sucking Richard’s cock at the table while Richard was eating breakfast.

Even after all the sexual **** Brooke took yesterday from Richard she was still sucking his cock this morning. Dean couldn’t believe her or understand her, maybe he didn’t know Brooke as well as he thought.

Brooke continued to slurp on Richard’s cock while he enjoyed the meal she cooked for him.

Nothing was stopping Dean from walking in there and breaking up their love-fest. But Dean stayed frozen, watching Brooke deepthroat his cock with ease.

Richard was leaving today. Dean let it continue, still unsure about everything. Who is he to tell them to stop, Brooke is Richard’s property at this point. Maybe Dean’s afraid they won’t stop if he tries to intervene.

Richard has one hand pushing Brooke’s head down while he uses the other to eat. He’s a lucky guy. Brooke looks to be enjoying herself, she is starting right into Richard’s eyes as his dick continually hits the back of her throat.

Richard stood up and Brooke instinctively stopped sucking his dick and started to jerk him off. Her mouth was wide open an inch from the head of his cock ready to catch his sperm. Brooke maintained eye contact with Richard when he finally busted his nut right into her mouth. She didn’t miss a drop. Brooke then sucked the tip of Richard’s cock some more making sure it was clean.

Brooke sat down on her knees and licked her lips while Richard pulled his pants back up and sat back down in his chair.

Now that they were done Dean could enter the kitchen. He walked back to the stairs quietly, pushed his boner down and then walked normally towards the kitchen like nothing just happened.

When Dean walked into the kitchen both Richard and Brooke were sitting at the table. Brooke was wiping her mouth with her hand. They both turned towards Dean, “good morning!” Brooke said, “I made some breakfast! Sit!” Brooke got up from her chair to let Dean sit. There was a plate made just for him.

Dean sat down and Brooke gave him a kiss on the cheek. He quickly wiped the spit from his cheek but Brooke didn’t seem to notice. Dean looked at the table and saw Richard’s plate was finished and Dean’s was the only food left on the table and no other plates.

Brooke took Richard’s finished plate and started walking towards the sink. “Is any of this food for you Brooke?” Dean said. She turned her head around to look at Dean, “Oh no, I already had my breakfast. Enjoy!” Dean wasn’t sure if that was a joke about her swallowing Richard’s load a minute ago or if she actually already ate. Dean reluctantly started eating the food in front of him.

Brooke walked back to the table and stood next to Richard. “Today’s the big day,” she said as she put her arm on Richard’s shoulder. “Today Richard moves out.” Richard just kind of shrugged, “Yeah I probably should get going.” Dean was surprised, he thought he would stay later into the day, “Leaving so soon?” Dean said. “Yeah, I have to meet everyone over at the new place.”

Richard gets up from the table and heads for the front door. Brooke starts to follow him and Dean stops eating to follow as well. The three of them stand awkwardly in the living room not sure what to say to each other.

Richard speaks up, “Well I guess this is it.” Dean awkwardly says, “Yup.” Another moment of awkward silence before Richard says something. “Well thanks for letting me live here Dean, it was... fun.” Richard put his hand out to shake hands with Dean. Dean shook his hand, “Yeah... fun... good luck with the new place.”

Brooke opens the front door for Richard to walk out. Dean is standing a couple feet away. Richard takes a step out the door and turns around. “Goodbye Dean” Richard says.

Richard looks at Brooke who was holding the door open. “Are you coming?” Brooke looked back at Dean and made eye contact for a second before she turned back to Richard.

Dean’s heart sank.

“Well?” Richard said.