It was well after 10am when I awoke, still in bed with Blake. I lay there looking at her as she slept. Even in deep sleep she looked beautiful, her hair tousled just enough. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. She breathed in slightly and opened her eyes.
"Hey...I want to sleep some more baby." She whispered.
"OK, go ahead." I replied.
I kissed her again, and she turned over, her back to me.
I still couldn't believe where I was and who I was with.
I slowly got out of bed and gathered my clothes together. I went out to the main room of the loft and called Chris on my cell phone. He was just waking up too.
"Hey, mornin' pal." He said sleepily.
"Hey, how are we set for tonight?" I asked.
"Everything's all set. I'll see you at like 6 tonight. We'll go over there in the crew van." Chris said then paused. "That is unless you have uh, other arrangements?"
"I'll be there." I said with a slight smile.
"And where did Mr. Hollywood spend the night?" he said in an inquiring tone.
"Uh, with a friend." I replied looking into the bedroom and seeing Blake still asleep.
"What a coincidence, so did I." he chuckled.
"See you at 6." I said before hanging up.
The loft still had evidence of last night, so I did my Mr. Clean routine. Then I started breakfast for us.
Blake wandered in wearing a loosely tied platinum colored kimono-style wrap that did little to conceal her beautiful tits. Or the fact her ass could be glimpsed too.
"Oh my god, you didn't have to do this." She said smiling.
"Sure I did. It's only fair for someone like you." I replied.
She embraced me from behind as I cooked. I could still smell her perfume.
"You're such a sweetheart." She said softly as she kissed my neck.
"Well, my mama raised me right." I said in my best southern accent.
We eagerly dug into the breakfast I made, Blake was so surprised how good a cook I was.
"Who taught you to cook anyway?" she asked.
"Well, I pretty much taught myself. It's what happens when you're single and all." I replied.
"I don't think I've ever met a guy who cooked. They either microwave takeout food or don't even eat at home." She said.
"I've done that, I'll admit it." I replied sheepishly.
Blake came over to me and sat in my lap.
"Well, this is delicious. Your mama did raise you right." She said with a giggle.
"Thank you, Ms. Blake." I said as I kissed her.
The fact that her wrap was slightly opened was not lost on me, she looked absolutely stunning, and I could see her tits clearly. Her nipples were definitely hard. Blake could tell where my eyes were going and she slowly opened her wrap a little more so her breast was fully exposed. My hand slowly went up and cupped her breast, she sighed a little and her breathing was a little more labored. I could feel her nipple in my hand and I made circles around it with my fingers. As we did this she kissed me and whispered in my ear;
"Oh keep doing that...oh honey...keep doing that." She whispered breathlessly.
Her wrap was now fully opened and she let it slide off her, leaving her completely naked on my lap. I was getting hard too. And we were kissing even more passionately. Blake got off my lap and softly held my hand and guided me back to the bedroom. We lay on the bed kissing and touching each other. Blake slowly pushed me down on my back and began to caress my dick, it was fully hard now, and she smiled. She reached over to the nightstand and found another condom.
