It was one of those funny mornings, when it was still winter, but the sun streamed in through the window and the birds sang as if they were heralding Spring.
Dawn sang to herself as she pottered around the kitchen, dressed in nothing but a polka dot apron and some shiny red heels.
"I'm too sexy for my apron, too sexy for my apron, and I'm making pancakes..." She sang softly, gathering ingredients, wobbling her large bottom, and shimmying her breasts beneath the cotton.
Click clack, she moved across the tiled floor in rhythm.
"I'm too sexy for this morning, too sexy for this morning, and he'll take me up the ass..."
Plumph! Into the mixing bowl went the Bisquick.
"I'm too sexy for these eggs, too sexy for these eggs. Anal, he begs..."
Crack! Crack! Into the bowl went the two eggs.
"And I'm too sexy for Valentines, too sexy for Valentines, I think I'll give him anal..."
Sploosh! Into the bowl went the cup of milk, and she stirred the ingredients together. She wiggled her generous hips and spanked her ass with a floury hand whilst she stirred the mixture with the other.
"Anal virgin, you know what I mean, and my bottom's never had a throbbing penis, not had a penis, not had a penis, no, but I'll take it deep and hard inside my asshole..."
Never before had she had anal sex, but she knew it was something Fred loved the thought of. Her pussy was pretty damned tight, but Fred liked the idea of doing something naughtier. and this Valentine's Day, Dawn was going to give him a real treat. She was pretty open-minded, but anal sex was one thing she was extremely dubious about. She realised, watching Fred's reaction to anal porn, that it was something that got him really hot.
She loved Fred deeply, and this was the only thing she could think of that he would truly appreciate. And very soon, the thought of anal sex began to get her hot too, the thought of how hard and excited Fred got was a real turn-on for her.
Besides, she told herself, there's nothing like a really good dump, so maybe this will be fun too, but without the poo.
Her plan was to make his favourite blueberry pancakes and maple syrup, and give him breakfast in bed. She decided that she'd whip off her apron and let him eat the pancakes right off her body, before letting him have his way.
Turning on the stove top, she poured olive oil into the skillet, and waited for it to start smoking.
"I'm too sexy for this heat, too sexy for this heat, I'll give him a treat..."
She shimmied a little more as she poured batter into the pan, being careful to stand back, as her breasts were large enough that they bulged out the sides of her apron. Click clack, went her heels, as she moved her hips and feet in time to her song.
By this time, Fred had woken up, hoping to surprise her with a large bunch of helium balloons he'd left out in the garage. He sneaked downstairs, and discovered Dawn, mostly naked, unknowingly shaking her booty at him. His cock bulged in his boxers as she bent down to get some blueberries out of the fridge.
"And I'm too sexy for these berries, too sexy for these berries, let's make some merry..."
Fred let out a deep breath, the smell of pancakes beginning to waft through the air, as he watched his wife's little hole wink at him from her crack. She had her ass stuck up high, legs straight and sexy, and she shifted her weight from side to side. He watched her cheeks wobble, her pussy looking rather damp, and stroked himself through his shorts.
Dawn had completely forgotten she was meant to be quiet, and sang louder as she straightened up. She pushed blueberries into the half-cooked batter, undulating her hips back and forth, and side to side, and then flipped the pancakes over.
"Anal virgin, you know what I mean, and my bottom's never had a throbbing penis, not had a penis, not had a penis, no, but I'll take it deep and hard inside my asshole..."
"Will you really?" asked Fred, rather more loudly than he meant to.
"Fuck me!" screeched Dawn, whipping round in horror.
"Don't mind if I do," grinned Fred, sheepishly.
"God, you scared me! How long have you been there?" Dawn was panting in sparkling shock.
"Long enough to get hard, sexy lady." He thrust his tented boxers towards her. "You should wear just that apron and heels more often."
"Maybe I will." She turned around again, checking the pancakes. They were cooked, so she danced over to the cupboard, and spread her legs wide. Then she bent at the waist so Fred could see her cheeks part, and grabbed a plate.
"I'm too sexy for my... Too sexy for my... Too sexy for my..." She grabbed the plate, slowly straightened up, and shook her hips from side to side, as she danced back to the stove.
She flipped the pancakes onto the plate, drizzled them with maple syrup, and poured more batter into the pan. Fred came and stood behind her, pushing his hands beneath her apron to squeeze her breasts. She carried on singing, moving her ass crack up and down Fred's hard cock as it strained to get out of his shorts.
"Anal virgin, you know what I mean, and my bottom's never had a throbbing penis, not had a penis, not had a penis, no, but I'll take it deep and hard inside my asshole..."
He rolled her nipples between his fingertips, making her moan between words.
"I'm too sexy for my... mmmm... too sexy for my... mmmm... so sexy it... mmmm..."
She threw a handful of blueberries onto the quickly cooking batter, and reached up past her head to let Fred eat a berry from her fingers. He took her whole forefinger into his mouth as he freed his cock and began sliding it between her now soaking pussy lips. He wriggled his shorts to the floor and kicked them aside.
He ran his tongue up and down her finger like she did to his cock, and then sang back to her as she flipped the pancakes and rubbed against him.
"You're too sexy for just pussy, too sexy for just pussy, I'll bang your anus..."
Dawn giggled and handed him the bottle of open olive oil. She pushed her hips backwards, so that she was bent over well enough for him to drizzle it into the small of her back. Careful to keep her face away from the stove top, she quickly moved the fresh pancakes onto the plate.
She put the last bit of batter into the pan, and giggled as Fred smoothed the oil into her buttocks, letting a line of it run down her crack.
"Oooo," sighed Dawn, feeling the tickle of the thick liquid as it poured its way down over both her holes.