Marcy's Playground 8 by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Marcy's Playground 8 by loyalsock

... thought I would pamper you with a gourmet breakfast in bed,&#034 he said. &#034And for breakfast you have two choices: cereal or cereal. I think I'm out of milk.&#034 &#034Oh,&#034 I said. &#034Dry cereal is my favorite.&#034 He went into the kitchen. &#034We have the very upscale super adult Frosted Flakes, or the more subtly bourgeois but still delectable Coco-puffs.&#034 &#034Oh, decisions, decisions,&#034 I said. &#034Oh, wait. I also have some Cheerios,&#034 he said. &#034I'll have Cheerios,&#034 I said. Jean-Luc came out a second later carrying two paper bowls. Cheerios for me and Coco-puffs for him. &#034Normally I would have said, let's just eat out of the box, but this is a special occasion.&#034 He handed me my bowl, and then got in bed next to me. &#034You look beautiful in the morning, Lafferty.&#034 Aw. He took a Cheerio out of my bowl and fed it to me. Then he started eating his own cereal with his fingers. &#034What?&#034 I asked. &#034No spoons?&#034 &#034Hey. It's a special occasion, but it's not that much of a special occasion.&#034 I gave him a playful elbow in the ribs. I tried to look at him at out the corner of my vision without really staring at him. I wasn't too successful. I concentrated on my cereal. It was kind of nice eating breakfast with him. I didn't know how he felt, but the new intimacy of it felt, ah... smiley to me. &#034Hey baby, I'd love to spend the whole day with you, but I've really got some things I've got to do. How about I drop you ...

... home?&#034 I was immediately kind of bummed. I don't know what I expected, but I didn't want to be kicked out right after breakfast. I tried to keep the dejected look off my face. &#034Trust me, I'd rather spend the morning with you. I hate to leave you. But I do have a few things today that I really, really need to do. &#034I've got stuff I have to do, too,&#034 I said. A total lie. Jean-Luc took my empty bowl away from me and put it on the bedside table. He crouched over me. &#034But we could see each other later if you'd like. I mean, if you'd like I could make you dinner. If you don't want to do dinner, we could hang out afterward?&#034 I blinked. He leaned his body even closer over mine and I felt the heat radiating off him. His cheek grazed mine. His voice was raspy. &#034I could ravish you again. Show you how much better it can get, the second time.&#034 I shivered. He jumped up off the bed. &#034Think about it,&#034 he said. &#034I'm going to take a really quick shower, and then we'll go, okay?&#034 I nodded. I took the paper bowls to the kitchen. I expected to be sore, now that I was walking around, but I wasn't. I got dressed, starting by putting my underwear on inside out, so the fresh side was against my skin. By the time I was finished getting dressed, Jean-Luc came out of the shower. He was wearing a white towel wrapped around his hips. He came over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. &#034Hello sweet star. You're looking fairly glowy this morning.&#034 I bit my lip ...