A Taste of Tulips [JENLISA]

Tulips 33 [Sweet Aftertaste]

LISA'S

When did I become so indolent?

Forgetting the real breakfast and just loafing within the comfort of the bed with Jennie sleeping on top of me. Take a note, a naked Jennie. This became her habit over the course of time we have slept together, within her sleeping state she'll climb atop my body, deflate herself, and cave in her sleep releasing a sigh of contentment thereafter.

I ponder for a bit, recalling the affair we had shared before now. That was an unimaginable sinful act in a broad daylight. However, was it sinful though?—or wasn't we were just demonstrating the act of affection? I shook my head to rip those thoughts muddling through my brain.

I force myself to haul away from the enormous wave of emotions, called Jennie. I gently lay the protesting Jennie on her back. She grunted from where she's laying, the reason why I come to an alternative solution; Pulling a pillow so she could snuggle on it upon my absence. I took time staring at her serene features, brushing the few strands away from her small face. The sight will do me no good. Cleavage a little bit showing off, for which I decided to push the duvet up to her shoulder covering her entirely. After feeding my eyes over her gorgeousness I dipped down pressing my lips to her forehead. I pull back, was yawning, and took an idle saunter away towards the door.

Jennie's steamy striptease in the morning will be forever engraved in my mind and torment me for the rest of my life.

Anyway, enough of Jennie here and there, I should focus more on making breakfast. I'm kinda hungry nonetheless. 

Done cooking food for breakfast and was in the middle of throwing dishes to the dishwasher when a slender figure circled her arms around my waist and completely leans her weight behind me nuzzling her nose just the base of my neck. My initial surprise was soon replaced by delight. No need to turn around, just by the scent I knew who. And, needless to say, it's just me and Jennie around this house. Who else could it be?

"You didn't wake me up. I should be the one preparing breakfast for us." she sweetly mumbles against my back. I hang my head low, hiding my surfacing grin.

"How can I? When you're nearly purring upon your sleep. You look peaceful. I don't wanna break you off from your deep sleep."

"Even so, it's my respo—

I interject knowing the word she's about to spit, "It's not about who's who, Jennie. Whose responsibility is this and that and so on. We're ought to support each other, help each one. Not to pass the buck whenever we have a chance." I basically preached at her out of habit midst of drawing the last plate from the dishwasher and placing it in the dish drainer.

"What a dependable life partner I have." she coos, and cute giggles following that.

I turn to face her, meeting her eyes gleaming with fondness. She never broke off from the embrace, still holding me by the waist flashing her alluring smile, and tiptoed tapping a kiss on my lips.

I was verging on losing my composure every time she outright shows her affection. I was tactful in every way when it comes to Jennie, perhaps the reason why I'm sensitive when it comes to her. I should take note that the things Jennie does were all subversive in any sense. I wasn't sure of how to describe the feeling, but by this point perhaps I may call it giddy.

"This conversation is dragging on. I suggest we feed our stomachs before anything." I lay words hinting with sarcasm. 

She cast her squinty eyes towards me, "Oh, trying to save yourself from blushing? I see." she point at me, words exuding with massive teasing. Afterward, she pokes my nose with her assertive finger.