Chapter 15

Coffee. I woke up to the smell of coffee. And I love coffee. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and realized I was alone in the bed. I rolled over and saw Clarissa standing on the side of the bed, looking down at me. She was smiling and holding two cups, one of which she had extended toward me.

“Good morning,” she said quietly. I looked over at the other bed and saw Jess and Heather were both still asleep. The blanket was only partially covering their bodies which allowed me to see the fake cock my wife was wearing, and the fact that Heather’s hand was wrapped around said fake cock while she snored!. Dang, what the hell had I missed? I looked back up at Clarissa, still patiently holding the coffee mug. I took and sipped it. It was very hot but delicious.

Clarissa was still wearing the same t-shirt and was still bottomless. Her bush was staring me in the face. I was finally able to admire it for the first time versus just feeling it. Hair or no hair, I so wanted to eat it.

Clarissa giggled. “Like the view?” she asked, having caught me staring. In spite of everything, I was momentarily embarrassed at being busted. But I was honest.

“Yes. It’s beautiful,” I said. But then that felt weird to say so I hastily added “You’re beautiful, too.” Another giggle from Lissa.

Clarissa sat down on the side of the bed next to me. I realized at that moment that I was laying on top of her blanket. I must have uncovered myself at some point. I looked down at my nakedness and so did Clarissa. My morning wood was greeting her.

She reached down and ran her finger tips over my smooth pubic mound. It tickled and made me shiver. If she noticed, she didn’t say.

“I love the smooth feel. Do you shave it every day?” she inquired.