Anti-climax Stories

Morning came, and the smell of coffee brewing awakened Jeff. He pulled on his briefs and followed the intoxicating aroma. When he arrived at the kitchen, Valerie was quietly setting the table, which may not seem like much, but she was only wearing her panties and tennis shoes. When she would bend over the table to place a knife or anything else, her full breasts would swing back and forth with her motions. “Good morning,...