Today was Saturday and the sun was shining. Slut woke early the early morning sun poked through the curtains onto her face. She checked the time, really it was far to early to be getting up, but with the sun on her face she couldn’t get back to sleep. Sir was gently snoring away next to her sound asleep, the light yet to creep across to his side of the bed. Knowing how hard he had worked this week slut decided she would come up with a special treat for him today. She crept naked out of bed and silently closed the curtains ensuring the sunlight wouldn’t disturb Sir as it had her. She threw on sirs work shirt from yesterday and made her way down to the kitchen.
Slut made herself a strong cup of coffee and some toast, she sat at the breakfast bar, the leather stool cool on her naked bottom. She had no idea what she could do with Sir today but she knew he needed some time to relax nothing to strenuous after such a hard week working. Finishing her toast slut was still hungry so she went to the fridge to see what she could find. As she opened it up she saw a bottle of champagne in the door, put there a few day’s ago, but never drank as the lovers passion had consumed them and they popped a different type of cork that night. Slut suddenly had an idea, they could drive to the country and enjoy a picnic together, just them in the open country side alone and in peace.
It was still early so slut decided to set to work right away, she wanted to allow sir to have a real lie in and when he was up they could head straight out. Slut prepared a light picnic for them to enjoy, nothing heavy as she still intended to give sir some exercise whilst they were out. The warm suns rays on her bare flesh always made her extra horny.
It was gone 11am by the time sir awoke, he certainly need a good rest to recharge his batteries. As he started to come around he realised slut wasn’t in bed, then he caught a familiar scent, the unmistakable aroma of cooking bacon. Sir went to throw on his shirt from last night but couldn’t find it anywhere so he found an old t-shirt and made his way down stairs.
Entering the kitchen he found slut with her back to him stood at the stove, singing some song or other to herself. Surprisingly for her she was fully dressed, she had on a flowery dress, tights and some heels. Sir was confused, it was a rare for slut to get dressed unless they had plans to go out. She would normally flounce around the house with nothing but a smile, had he forgotten some plans they had made? Sir made his way towards slut, he figured she had heard him comedown stairs so as he embraced her from behind he jumped as she jumped and screamed. Totally in a world of her own slut had not heard him and nearly ended up tipping the bacon on the floor. Once she had calmed she smiled and returned the embrace as they shared a deep and passionate kiss to start the day.
Once they had finished slut told sir to go and sit at the breakfast bar as she continued to make him breakfast just as she knew he liked. Sir was still confused, why was she dressed? why was she up? What had he forgotten? As slut brought him over his breakfast he asked her if she had plans today. Slut just told him “we have plans, but don’t worry enjoy your breakfast” as she made him a fresh coffee. Sir sat and ate as slut tied the kitchen, once he had finished she cleared his plate and mug and told Sir to take a shower and just put something comfy on.
Sir was confused, lately there dynamic seemed to have been changing, why did he feel like he was now the one being told what to do? Although in fairness there fun at the office the previous day had been very enjoyable. He would see what happened today, but would make sure to assert his dominance again soon. He took a shower and dressed in jeans and a shirt found some comfy shoes and headed downstairs. As he got to the foot of the stairs slut was waiting for him. She had the keys to his car in one hand, a wicker basket the other. “Come on sir were going off for a picnic”
They left the house and got into sirs car. “Well seeing that this is your idea slut, where are we going?” Slut say very quietly looking down at her open toed heels. She’d tried her very best this morning, in her head they would drive off to an open field and enjoy the food and each other’s company. The problem was she didn’t have a clue where this place was, it was in her head but they couldn’t drive there! As slut sat quietly her face going red with embarrassment Sir smiled. As hard as she tried she really was a dizzy little blond. He decided that a drive would be nice and hell they would find a spot on the way to have a picnic. The sun was high and shining bright the temperature rising, sir retracted the cars roof and headed for the open countryside leaving the bustling metropolis behind. . .
To be continued
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