Sally's Breakfast

A warm Sunday morning saw Sally at home alone in her small suburban flat.

She was feeling a little seedy from a night out with friends at an Italian restaurant and decided that a black coffee and a muffin was the go this morning to give her a little kick start. Sally was a quiet yet confident woman who lived alone. She was an office assistant by day and a mostly solitary person by night who enjoyed meeting with friends and socialising occasionally but on the whole, she was a do it on your own type woman. Pretty, busty and curvy with the most amazing long auburn hair would be the best way to describe her. As she prepared her small brekkie, she recalled the night and how her best mate Trish had introduced her to Pete through the course of the evening.

Sally recalled Pete was a tall rugged looking man with olive complexion and deep piercing blue eyes. He was slim but muscly across his shoulders and back. Pete was very smartly dressed and carried an air of subtle confidence and experience about him. She recalled her thoughts after she was introduced to him. “My god, fuck you are hot boy”. She remembered how she briefly tried to imagine what he would look like naked and if he was hung as big as his stature. She also remembered that when her imagination took flight she felt tingly and warm through her lower abs and groin.

As the aroma of filtered coffee began to wash through Sally’s kitchen, she remembered that Pete had been wearing the most amazingly sexy after shave and she felt goose bumps as she recounted the masculine essence. She recalled chatting with him for some time and how she felt very comfortable and relaxed conversing with him. He seemed to be interested in everything she said and did. Was there a chemistry there she thought.

She giggled momentarily and shook her head thinking “Hmm he was nice but what are the odds that I would ever see him again”. She briefly considered calling up her mate Trish to recount the night with her and subtly ask about Pete. Sally breathed deeply and momentarily held her breath before releasing air slowly and smoothly from her lungs. Ah well, on with the coffee and muffin girl and stop dreaming.
She sat on her small patio area sipping the coffee and admiring her potted petunia as it swayed gently with the morning breeze.

When Sally had finished her breakfast, she returned to the kitchen and as she did, she heard a low rumbling sound from outside which seemed to be very close. Sally could not work out the sound until it suddenly ceased. Hmm neighbours have visitors again.

Ah well, Shower time old girl she thought so she made her way to her bathroom and began running a hot one for a little quiet time and self indulgence.
As she peeled off her cotton night coat, her doorbell rang. Startled at first she quickly pulled her coat up over her back and shoulders and made her way to the front door.
She peered quietly out from a slit in her vertical blinds and the recent thumping noise was right there in her driveway in the form of a stunning shiny black HSV Clubsport sedan. Hmm nice wheels she thought but who is this. She made her way to the door and slowly opened it. As she opened the door, she recognised the aroma of last night and there stood Pete.

Sally was lost for any words at all. She tried to say “Hi” but it didn’t come out.
Pete spoke and his voice was deep and warm “Hi Sally do you remember me from last night I’m Pete”. Sally thought to herself “Fuck, how could I forget you”.
In an instant, Sally felt nervous and excited and embarrassed as she realised she was standing in front of this gorgeous man wearing nothing more than a brunch coat and undies. “Of course I do, how are you Pete” she managed to get out.

“Fine thanks but I hope you don’t mind, Trish passed on your address to me and I told her I would do my best to drop by and say hello before moving on today”.
Again, she was lost for words. Shit Shit, think girl say something she thought. “No, no dramas at all Pete would you like to come in. She noticed Pete quickly look down at the front of her brunch coat as she opened the security door to let him through. “Thanks” he replied. “Would you like some coffee, I’ve just had one but I could do with another”.
“Hmm” Pete replied as he tilted his head back closed his eyes and breathed deeply through his nose. “That’s smell bloody good; I’ll have one of those thanks if it’s no bother”. Not at all replied she replied. “Come through” she said. Sally felt like she instantly had the thumbles in his presence. Breathe she said to herself.

“Did you enjoy last night” Pete asked. “I loved the whole evening” she said.
Pete went on to explain that he was leaving this morning on a trip around the state and expects to be gone for a few months. The two talked while Sally prepared the coffee and she noted that she felt quite comfortable in Pete’s presence. Sally retrieved the milk from the fridge and as she turned around, she noticed Pete was looking at her body specifically her arse. She felt a little awkward at first but also felt admired. She went into the pantry for sugar and thought to herself “This feels good; this feels right, time to test the waters girl”.
Sally loosened and gathered the top of her coat to reveal the hint of a magnificent cleavage. She flicked her long auburn hair back behind her ears and walked confidently into Pete’s view. Pete was talking but he suddenly stopped. She looked at him and knew that he was more than little interested in her.

Pete began talking again and Sally felt that the chemistry that was left in the Italian restaurant last night had suddenly re emerge. As the pair sipped the coffee at the kitchen bench, Sally began watching Pete’s large hands gently gripping his coffee mug and she couldn’t help but to feel turned on. She briefly imagined his hands around her waist or grabbing her huge titties or arse and the vision was damn fine.
Again she saw Pete looking at her cleavage and this only served to make her feel very sexy and very wanted. Those warm fuzzy feelings from the restaurant suddenly returned and she could feel her panties becoming moist. “My God, Pete and I are going to fuck, I can feel it”. Sally turned away from Pete to return the milk to the fridge and as she opened the door, she felt Pete’s warm touch around her waist. She froze as this startled her but she also knew what was about to happen. Or at least she hopes it would. She felt Pete’s warm breath on the back of her neck as he gently nuzzled her there.
Sally gasped momentarily and softly moaned as Pete lifted her hair out of the way.