The next morning had finally arrived. I woke up to see Wayne sleeping right beside me. Now a day he only seems peaceful when he was asleep. I looked at the time and it said seven thirty six, even though it was a Monday I just didn't feel like going to school for some reason. I was a senior with only junior credits at times I just felt like giving up. As I walked down stairs I notice the mess from last night, it even looked messier. I then began to clean when I was done cleaning I took my shower and finished my homework from Friday evening; the clock then read ten thirty seven, knowing my man would be up any minute from now. I went and started cooking, before I could finish Wayne was walking down the stairs.
"Morning baby" He said as he came to give me a hug. "You look so beautiful."
I couldn't help but smile. "You want some breakfast?"
"What are we having?" He asked as he looked at me.
"Eggs, bacon, waffle...." Before I could finish he had cut me off.
"Don't you need to be at school?"
"I just didn't fell like going." I said, as I saw his eyes go from sweet to sour I then added. "Plus I want to spend time with my one and only man." I lied, the look in his eyes didn't change, and then I added "I'm tired of those little boys in school; they keep trying to get with me." I said it with a smile on my face. His facial expression then changed. We then both laughed at my statement. Days like this reminded me of how things used to be and made me feel like maybe everything would be okay.
"What a bad day not to go to school, I have work."
I didn't know what Wayne did, but I did know he made enough, even more then enough. We went on monthly vacations, and he always got me and Vicky whatever we wanted, and all he wanted me to do was stay by his side and never leave him. Even without the money I would still be there, I loved him with all of my heart.
"O okay. I'll just stay home then."
I then quickly fixed him a plate as he went to the shower. When he finished getting dressed he came down stairs and ate his breakfast. I loved looking at him as he ate. Wayne was only twenty four but he acted very much like he was in his 30's. He was a very hard working and very well put together. The room was filled with silence. I then walked over to him and gave him a kiss on the check.
"What was that for?" He asked.
"Nothing I just love you."
"And I love you too."
As he finished up his meal I cleared the table. He sat there as I washed the plates. I heard his foot steps coming towards me. He snuck up behind me and started kissing on my neck. He pushed his hands under my jammies, and started rubbing my breast. I turned around and gave him a kiss on his lips. He was not tense at all; he was more gentle and warm. As we were kissing I slowly unbuckled his pants.
"I have to go to work." He said with out unlocking his lips from mine.
I went on my knees and slowly removed his penis out of his boxers. I kissed 'my baby'. I slowly injected it to my mouth; hitting the back of my throat with in seconds. I moved my head back and forth. As if his moaning was my motivation I went faster and making my mouth tighter. His sweet creams came all over my mouth. I licked my lips and played with it like it was lip gloss. I looked in to my Wayne's eyes and all I saw was satisfaction, I was pleased. He picked me up laid me on the kitchen table and fucked me.
