Before Breakfast
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2021 by Mat Twassel
Note: This is a follow-up to After Dinner.
Sated from sex, Tom and Avis fell asleep at the foot of Tom’s favorite chair but tipped over chair, and there they stayed, nestled against one another until late the next morning when Tom’s wife Beth nudged them awake.
“Sleepyheads,” she scolded them. “The little one is already fed and packed off to pre-K.”
“Sorry, sorry, sorry,” Tom mumbled. “I guess we got carried away.”
“I guess so,” Beth agreed. “I guess you lost your head.”
Tom’s hand went to his hair. “Oh, you mean...”
“No, your actual head. Someone commented that last night it was missing for a while.”
“Mmm,” Avis sighed. “Well, if they meant his cockhead, I can attest that it was in my mouth. I can attest that it was delicious.”
“And if they meant my head head,” Tom put in, “I can attest that it was in Avis’ cunt. And it was delicious.”
“Ha ha, a lot of attesting going on,” Beth said. “What’s more, sister of mine, they said your breasts failed to obey gravity.”
“Gravity?” Avis questioned.
“You know,” Beth explained, “the force that pulls everything to earth.”
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