He found his wife in the kitchen standing in front of the stove preparing breakfast. The tee short she wore came down to just below the small of her back. Michelle’s nicely rounded ass, concealed by a pair of light blue panties, faced the door when he walked into the kitchen. He walked across the kitchen to where she stood at the stove with her back to him and slipped his arms around her. He gently nuzzled her neck with his lips and Michelle moaned softly.
“Good morning, daddy,” She whispered as her body leaned back against him.
“How’s daddy’s little girl?”
“Hot and wet for daddy,” Michelle murmured.
“That’s the way I like my sexy little girl.”
Michelle laid the spatula on the stove, turned and wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck. Their lips touched and Michelle eagerly opened her mouth and took his tongue inside. David pushed his hands slowly down her back and inside the blue panties, then lightly gripped her soft ass cheeks. She groaned lightly into his mouth. She raised one long leg and wrapped it around his legs when he pulled her close against his hardening cock.
“Oh! That’s the kind of greeting I like in the morning!” she giggled.
“How would you like to feel my cock in your hot cunt?”
“I would love that, baby, but I’m about to burn breakfast.” She pushed lightly on his chest. “Go sit at the table and let me finish.”
David grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. This was not a normal Saturday morning; normally, all mornings were routine in the Miller household and little was said as each member of the family ate breakfast and went their own way for the day. Today was the first time in years that he’d slipped up behind his wife while she cooked breakfast and cuddled with her. It was also the first time she had turned around and pressed her lips to his and took his tongue in her mouth. Maybe he should greet her this way everyday. There was a lot to be said about spicing up one’s life.
As he sat at the table drinking coffee, David couldn’t remember seeing his wife dressed in tee shirt and panties; it was customary for his wife to be fully dressed once she left their bedroom in the morning. And he sat staring at her, his eyes drinking in the sleek, tanned skin of her long, slender legs and the way her panties hugged her delicious hips. He could see that Michelle’s nipples were hard and straining against the fabric of the tee shirt and he wondered it that had anything to do with the uncommon greeting they shared a few minutes ago.
Michelle and David ate breakfast alone as they normally did on weekends. Their daughter seldom came downstairs before ten and generally settled for a slice of toast or a muffin, with a bowl of cold cereal. Their eyes met and they smiled a lot as they sat close together. It suddenly occurred to David, as Michelle fed him a slice of orange, that even though last night’s role play was wrong, it had done wonders for their own relationship. A little spice goes a long way.
After breakfast and the dishes were washed, they wandered into the den. David sat down in his recliner and pulled his wife down onto his lap. He held her close as they kissed, their lips and tongues gently touching. His right hand slipped under the tee shirt and found his wife’s small, firm breasts. She gasped softly when he lightly toyed with her hard nipples.
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