I wake to the smell of fresh coffee and the faint sounds of movement. I take a moment to orientate myself. I am in Rose's bed. Her fragrance surrounds me on the pillow. I stretch. I yawn.
I begin thinking about last night, remembering how she teased the fuck out of me while she was locked in the car.
The door opens and Rose walks into the bedroom. In the half-light of the blinds, I can see that she is gloriously naked. She stands by the bed, looking to see if I am asleep. I reach out and run my hand up and down her firm thigh.
My cock begins to stiffen excited by the feel of her skin. Rose turns to face me placing her legs slightly apart. I can see her shaven pussy close to me and smell the freshness of her.
"Good morning, Mr Guest," she says cheekily.
"Good morning to you, my dear hostess," I reply.
I sit up, sliding myself to the edge of the bed. Rose is now inches away from me. I massage her thighs with my hands. Her legs stiffen showing taut muscle and sinew beneath the flesh. Rose sighs and presses her hands to mine. I slide my hands upward enjoying the silkiness of her skin. I knead her buttocks, and her hands grip my forearms.
She moves towards me as I apply pressure to her bottom. I hold out my tongue letting her push her pubic mound towards me. Rose presses herself closer to me. My unyielding tongue rubs hard against her clitoris. I sense the smoothness of her genitals in contrast to the roughness of my oral organ.
"Please please fuck me with that piece of meat," I hear her say with my head buried in her groin.
Suitably encouraged I proceed with the task at hand, namely licking and sucking this sweet honey to orgasm. I am drowning in a sea of saliva and cunt juices. This cocktail of sex runs down from her pussy and covers my face. I lick at her, making her lips part. Her hole opens inviting my eager tongue inside.
"Now," she says hoarsely "I need to feel you inside me.
Unable to reply, I twist and turn to get my tongue as deep inside her wet cunt as it will go. Rose moves her pubis grinding herself into my face. I can hardly breathe. She presses her thighs together squeezing my head as she does so. She orgasms as soon as her finger touches her clitoris. Barely moving she utters little cries of delight.
"Mm, that's a nice man," she says hoarsely.
"It's one hell of a nice start to my day," I tell her in reply.
"You are meant to start the day with breakfast," she teases, "but in your case, I will make an exception."
"Are you telling me I am exceptional?" I joke.
"I am telling you it's time for breakfast," she replies pretending to hit me.
"You certainly know how to stimulate the appetite," I return lewdly.
"You can get cleaned up while I prepare your feast, sir," she says bowing gently, "everything you need is in the bathroom."
Obediently I go to her bathroom. As she said, the necessary equipment is there. First, I brush my teeth and wash my face. Refreshed, I walk into the shower section for a good splash and clean. My cock feels stiff and heavy. It has been highly aroused and is, as yet, unsatisfied. Taking hold of the hard shaft to wash it, I feel tempted to wank myself to completion. However, I want to come into Rose's mouth, not her shower.
In the middle of towelling myself dry, I hear Rose call out, "Breakfast is ready, are you, lover man?"
"Sure I am," I call back.
I walk out of the bathroom and go to the kitchen. Rose motions at me to be seated. We are both naked, and it feels comfortable. She moves around getting breakfast to the table. Her large breasts swing when she walks. The large nipples highlight the dark areola.
Between her legs, her pubis is raised allowing her lips to show when she takes a step.
Rose sits opposite me. I look at her face and see how pretty she is. We eat breakfast and make small talk.
"I am pleased you turned up," she says slowly.
"I am too," I tell her.
"Not just for that," she says.
"What then?" I ask, looking her in the eye.
"I am moving at the end of the week and it is nice to say farewell to old acquaintances," she says.
"When you tell me that it makes me feel the same way," I tell her and continue by asking where she will be living.
"Saudi Arabia," Rose replies.