The house was quiet when I shut the shower off. On any other day, I’d have heard Teresa getting dressed or fussing at me to hurry up and make some coffee while she made the bed. That was our routine. Get up and exchange friendly banter while we rushed to leave for our respective jobs on time. Oddly, I missed it on those rare mornings she took a day off for herself.

This, however, was one of those days. Not that I minded. Seeing her sleeping in nothing but her nightshirt made me smile. Taking a moment to dry myself with a towel, I stood naked as my body reacted to her sublime beauty.

Not that I could see much more than her face under the covers. But it wasn’t so much her considerable physical charms arousing me as it was the fact that she was, well, her. Frankly, it didn’t matter much what she wore or what she was doing. She could make me hard with a smile as easily as she could with those deep brown eyes. Sometimes, I still couldn’t believe she was mine.

I was fully erect by the time I forced myself back to the day at hand. I needed to get dressed for the office and had moved my clothes to the guest bedroom the night before so I wouldn't have to wake her. She was still sound asleep as I slipped out into the hall.

So, after shaving in the guest bath, I put the coffee on and got dressed while it brewed. Pouring a cup into a travel mug, I grabbed a bagel with cream cheese and set them by the door, deciding to take one more peek at her before starting my day. I was actually hoping she’d awaken on her own so I could kiss her goodbye. Hell, it was worth a shot.

As soon as I opened the door, I knew I was in luck. Teresa was indeed awake, just barely, but enough to give me that sexy ass smile that always turned me on. “Good morning, babe,” I told her as I moved to her side of the bed.

“‘Morning, Brett,” she replied as I crouched next to her. “Were you about to leave?”

“Yes, I was just coming in to see if you were awake.”

“Mmm, thank you, although I could have slept for a week after what you did to me last night. I love it when you’re that excited.” Teresa had sat up, letting her dark hair flow down over her chest, partially covering her hardened nipples as they poked through her night shirt.

“I’m always that excited when we make love.”

Well, maybe, but you don’t always leave me feeling achy the next morning. Right now I feel like I was fucked by an entire football team.” Teresa pulled me by my tie, kissing me deeply as she squeezed my erection through my slacks.

“I want you to fuck me again before you leave.” She whispered as she slipped out of the bed and lowered herself in front of me. “I’ll make this quick so you aren’t late for work.”

“Fuck work,” I replied as she opened my pants, but Teresa stopped and gave me a serious look.

“No, today is my day. You are going to stay dressed and give me your cock, and then you are banned from the house until tonight.”

I was about to argue when she pulled her nightshirt off, tossing it on the bed and shaking her hair out. After that, the only thing I could say was “Oh, my God,” as she exposed my cock and took it into her mouth.

This was obviously her show and all I could do was stand there in my suit, my legs quivering as she swirled her tongue over my engorged head. Her motions were slow and sensual, sucking me in the way she knew wouldn’t cause me to cum quickly. I was dying to strip out of my clothes but resisted the temptation, letting her control the game she’s started.

Before long, I was breathing harder, rocking my hips as she fondled my balls while continuing her gentle torture on my cock. Just about the time I felt the urge to cum growing in my gut, she stood and lay on her back at the edge of the bed. Spreading her knees, she let those long beautiful legs dangle off the side. When she started fingering her clit, I moved up and slid my now rampant cock deeply inside her.

Teresa moaned softly as I sank into her, arching her back as she felt me stretch her open. Bringing her hands to her breast, she gazed at me with real heat in her brown eyes. “That’s it, Brett, fuck me hard, I want you to be thinking about me all day.”

Damn, she was in a mood, and seeing her this wantonly hot set me on fire. Scooping up her legs, I propped them on my shoulders and slammed myself into her. The bed rocked and her boobs bounced wonderfully each time I thrust until my orgasm began roaring through me. In all too short a time, I felt heat radiating from my cock as a hot tingle shot through me. I trembled, growling in release as I filled her with my cum.

Teresa sat up, kissing me passionately as she tucked me back in my pants and sent me on my way.

I was smiling like a fool as I drove away, reveling in the love she showed me with that small act of inspired intimacy. Thirty minutes later, I had just arrived at work when I got a text from her. Opening my phone. I found she’d sent me a video file and I eagerly opened it while still in my car.

To my shock, she set her laptop on the bed and was teasing her clit with her small, pink vibrator. “I’ve always wanted to fuck myself with your hot load still inside me, Brett. I’ve got quite a day planned and I’m going to share it with you, so don’t open any of these unless you are alone.

Good lord, thought I as I watched her cum as hard as I had ever seen. I had no idea what she was planning, but I couldn’t wait to find out.