"I let my imagination run free quite often. Night shifts can be hours of nothing, with short bursts of controlled chaos in between," Naomi said as she and Henry chatted while waiting for the bakery to open.

Henry's early-morning walks meant he had seen Naomi on her way home from her night shifts before, and his question about her downtime reminded Naomi exactly how her imagination had filled the quiet hours the previous night.

"The shift fairy wasn't looking kindly on me when she drew up the rotas, so I've just finished my tenth and final night. I thought I'd be crawling into bed to start my four days off, but I'm wide awake this morning. My downtime thoughts must be to blame," Naomi laughed.

As Naomi finished speaking, the bakery manager opened the doors. Naomi asked Henry whether he'd like to come home with her for breakfast. Though surprised, he smiled and agreed.

"Teasing you by talking about my downtime thoughts and telling you I've got time on my hands would hardly be fair if I kept my sweet treat to myself and left you to handle your baguette at home alone, would it?" Naomi giggled.

As Naomi turned to walk up the stairs to her flat's entrance, she asked Henry for a favour.

"My nosy neighbour's on lookout duty. Would you mind squeezing my bottom to give her something to gossip about? I'd like that, though not with the hand you're holding your baguette in, of course," Naomi laughed.

Henry complied with Naomi's request and continued to do so until she ushered him into her flat.

"I'm not even sure she saw us, but you got a taste of what's to come, at least," Naomi laughed, taking Henry's bread from him and telling him that breakfast was on hold until she had satisfied a more pressing hunger.

"We might not be sharing our shopping just yet, but if you have a long lick of my sweet treat, I'd love to nibble the end of your baguette afterwards," Naomi gasped, her only focus the chance to release her pent-up arousal.

Naomi wasted no further time on chat, opting to get naked and telling Henry to do the same. She was keen to emphasise the urgency.

"My sweet treat's melting already. You'd better start licking fast," Naomi shouted.

Once Henry had positioned himself between Naomi's splayed legs on her bed, he stroked her wet excitement before slipping his tongue onto her sweet treat.

"Feed feverishly, please," Naomi requested. Henry's response was exactly as she had hoped.

Naomi felt Henry's tongue swirling over her sweet treat, as she entertained visions of him doing so on the bakery counter.

"I'm sure your baguette's filled with something tasty, but you need to suck my sweet treat until it's a mess before I can check whether I'm right," Naomi said breathlessly.

Naomi's words prompted Henry to combine his tumbling tongue work with kisses on the innermost flavour pockets of her deliciously moist bakery item. Henry's work sent Naomi's body into erotic overload, and she felt that clarifying her wishes would reassure Henry and steer him in the right direction.

"That's sugared my fancy cake wonderfully, so it's time to turn up the heat. If I squeeze your head out of shape with my thighs, I'm sorry, but if your hat doesn't fit afterwards, I'll buy you a new one, I promise," Naomi gasped.

Henry did exactly as Naomi had asked, and her excitement escalated quickly. Each lingering kiss inside Naomi's body was deeper and held longer than the last, and the recipient knew she was on the brink of having her sweet treat sucked into submission.

When Naomi could no longer hold back the tide, she laughed and giggled with delight as Henry continued to excite her writhing body. An intense climax, with images of bakery products in her mind, was a new experience for Naomi, though she enjoyed it immensely.

Naomi's wild release was still in full swing, but she somehow managed to focus enough to prepare to sample Henry's morning goods. She did so with her mind still swimming and her craving for something from the savoury counter ready to overwhelm her.

"Everything inside is mine," Naomi giggled, lowering her head and pushing Henry's baguette garnie into her mouth.

Feeling Henry pulsating between her lips ensured that Naomi's work was firm and fast. Naomi's body was gripped by erotic need, but she knew that feasting on Henry's baguette and its filling would take her to the next level.

Henry groaned excitedly as Naomi worked furiously on him. His thoughts were random and disjointed as his body twitched repeatedly until Naomi's erotic attention sent streams of salty goodness into her eager mouth.

Henry's hot, oozing baguette re-energised Naomi's body as she sucked out its flavours. Her only goal was to leave herself exhausted and happy. She was right on course.

Naomi was thrilled to feel Henry's attention return to her body after she had sucked him dry. It meant she could once again enjoy him exciting her. She did.

Henry's dedication ensured that Naomi's sweetness was relentless, savoured alongside the rich saltiness of her own petit déjeuner.

Once Naomi's body had been pushed to its limits in a veritable hamper of delights, she enjoyed a blissful descent from her high. Henry smiled through every moment of Naomi's joy, and for some time after.

"Filled baguettes and sweet treats will never taste the same again," Henry laughed as he and Naomi happily reflected on their shared experience.

Naomi agreed with Henry's assessment, though her mind was already on new recipes.

Henry and Naomi hope their future adventures together will be as tasty as their first. There is every chance they will be.