I came out of the bathroom from my morning comfort stop. Pam was not in bed, but I heard her in the kitchen so I went to join her. “Good morning, Lover.” I kissed her cheek. “Did you sleep well?” I asked. “Yes, a lot better. And she is feeling better this morning. She’s not ready for playtime just yet, but she’s getting there. I’ve got the coffee for my Mister, are you interested?” Pam was holding our coffee cups. “Yes, b...

When you have to go to work, but when you wake up, your girl has her butt nestled in your stomach and your hand is on her soft tummy and she’s sleeping quietly, that’s all the surveying you want to do. She makes you fall in love with her all over again. I moved my hand and tried to roll away from her; she was breathing so easily, so peacefully. I got to the edge of the bed, then: “Coffee or coochie?” Pam giggled. “Do you...

It was seven-thirty when Pam got out of bed and headed for the kitchen. She said I should do what I needed for the day in the bathroom, and then she would follow. I told her the bathroom was all hers. I was getting dressed and the entire house had the aroma of a country kitchen. Pam came into the bedroom, carefully removed her nighty, slipped into a bra and undies, grabbed a skirt, and left again. I heard her moving thing...

Pam and I were enjoying the quiet of our surroundings when a car came driving slowly past us. The couple in the car waved and pointed behind them. We waved back and looked in that direction. Dark clouds. We waved our appreciation and they drove on. We smiled at each other. “Now, Lover, you have a choice. I can set this up in the back of the SUV or just pack it up.” A very intriguing offer. “How about if we pack it up and...

As the garage door closed, I walked around to open Pam’s door. When I did, she jumped out of the car and made a beeline to the house. “ME FIRST!” she shouted as she disappeared into the house. I’m lucky. There’s a blue spruce at the corner of the garage in case of emergencies. I went to the fridge and got two beers, walked to the bedroom to get ready for bed. Pam was sitting on the bed with the biggest smile on her face....

I love the “No-Alarm” days. There’s no hurry, I can spend more time with Pam and don’t have to think. I still want the undies she took back. So what that I put them on the rearview mirror. Most guys only get her garter; I got the coochie cover. “What’s with the serious look?” Pam handed two cups to me. “I want what you took from me,” I pouted. “What? What did I take from you?” she was getting a little defensive. “Your pan...

“Mark, we’re lucky. I was looking back thinking how unhappy we were. Wondering why we didn’t pack up and leave them, right then and there. Then I think about what we have now. Maybe we appreciate us more, since we had to wait. I don’t know, but I could never be happier than I am with you,” Pam looked up and we kissed. I didn’t say anything, I just held her and would squeeze her a little now and then. I kissed the top of h...

For a change, I snuck out of bed before Pam. I hit the boy’s room to relieve myself then tip-toed to the kitchen. A push of a button and Friday begins, ahhh, coffee. I quietly removed two cups from the cupboard and waited for the three beeps. Right – time to pour. I walked quietly into the bedroom, Pam was sitting up in bed. “Cream, please,” I can’t win. I handed her the cups and crawled in next to her. She gave me a kiss...

I give up! I was awakened this morning by a sweet female voice, the smell of fresh coffee blue wig, and mismatched flip-flops. It was bad enough that my bladder was smacking my shoulder blades, this vision did not help. I got out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom. After I had made peace with my body, I opened the bathroom door and sighed. Pam was standing there holding our coffee with a puzzled expression. “Wath...

Mmmm, the smell of the coffee brewing in the kitchen and the perfume of my Pam from her pillow. A wonderful start to the day. Of course, not knowing what Pam will or will not be wearing is a wonderful tease. “Good morning, my Love. I hope you slept as well as I did,” Pam’s voice lilted through the air. She was wearing an oversized tee shirt. “This morning’s choices are coffee or coffee. No coochie. You have an important m...

“I don’t know what you do to me, Mark, but my God. Sometimes when you love me I feel like my body will explode. I feel the wonderful things you are doing to me, but nothing else in the world exists, I don’t even know I’m in our bedroom,” Pam whispered. I lifted her legs moved closer to her then slid my cock into her pussy. Pam’s eyes closed and she moaned as my cock filled her wet pussy. I put her legs over my shoulders a...

Ye Ole Ice Cream Shoppe had everything a nostalgia buff would die for. The menu was on a blackboard with white chalk—the heart-shaped iron chair back with the red and white seat covers. The employees were dressed like the old soda jerks, cap and all. Pam was perusing the offerings. I had to chuckle; I could almost see her mentally licking her lips and drooling. My world was locked in a double-dipped chocolate sundae with...

I quietly slid out of bed, Pam rustled a little. I had no choice but to make a beeline for john. My bladder was dictating my life at this moment. With a sign of relief, I washed my hands and tried to sneak back into bed. Pam was lying on her side grinning. “Feel better?” she giggled. “God, yes. I’ll go start the coffee,” I went into the kitchen. When I returned with our coffee, Pam was sitting up with the covers covering...

Saturday morning was amazing. I heard little noises in the kitchen; I waited. Pam came in with two cups of coffee, wearing black heels, smiling—naked. I sat up in bed in a heartbeat. “I’m sorry. I spilled some coffee on my tee shirt and didn’t have time to get a clean one,” she cooed. “It’s – a – I mean – wow! Honey, you look marvelous,” my voice was shaking with surprise. Pam giggled and handed the cups to me. She got in...

I was getting things together to take Cynthia home, and someone rapped on the door of her room. It was an old friend, Mark Compton. Cynthia and I haven’t seen him in years. Cynthia was sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed. “Mark! Holy Cow, come in! How long has it been?” He and I shook hands vigorously. “Look at you! Jack, I remember when you hired Cynthia, damn I was jealous. And Cynthia – you are as beautiful as ever...