Skipping Work To Screw Sarah

[Nuri]

I get up early as always. Sarah is still sleeping, her head resting on a pillow and the comforter pulled up to her chin. She looks so relaxed and beautiful there beside me. I slip out carefully so I don’t wake her and go into the bathroom. I take a shower and clean myself up for the day.

My day is full. I have a breakfast meeting at 7:00 and the conference starts at 8:30. I brush my teeth. Sarah is meant to spend the day with her aunt. I know that it’s going to be a long day and even though I haven’t left yet I’m already missing her. I go back into the room to get dressed. Sarah is still asleep.

I stand there naked looking down at her face. I feel an irresistible urge to kiss her. I get down onto the floor and go to her. I kiss her cheek as softly as I can. She doesn’t even stir. I get bolder and kiss her again - still softly - on her nose this time. She turns her head slightly. I kiss her eyelid and then her eyebrow and forehead. Her breathing changes.

I stroke her hair gently and kiss her ear. I see a soft smile on her lips but she’s still asleep. Her lips. They’re so full and round that I can’t help myself. I lean close and touch my lips to them - so softly that Sarah still isn’t awake. I kiss the corner of her mouth. I can feel here cheek and mouth expanding into a smile.

Her eyes flutter open and she kisses me back. “Good morning,” I say between kisses, “I had a wonderful time with you last night.” Sarah stretches - her arms over her head. “Mmmmmm, I did too,” she says. She puts her arms around my neck and pulls me to her. We kiss again. She looks for a clock. “What time is it?,” she asks. “It’s 6:15 or so,” I say, “I have a breakfast at 7:00.”

Sarah’s arms are still around my neck. She pouts a little. “So you don’t have any time for me this morning, do you?,” she says. I tell her that I don’t and that I’m sorry. She sits up and pulls the comforter around her shoulders. Outside, the gray sky is beginning to brighten. It’s rainy and looks raw and windy.

“I’m cold,” says Sarah, shivering a little, “Just about the last thing I want to do right now is go outside into the rain.” She reaches out and gives my dick a little tug. The comforter falls open, her body looks warm and wonderful and inviting. “I don’t want to go out either,” I say, “but what can you do?”

“Oh I’ve got some ideas,” she assures me, “I can think of all kinds of things for us to do.” I begin to pull away. I’m running late. Sarah holds my dick tighter. “What will you do if I don’t let go?,” she asks playfully, pulling me again. I look down and shrug. “I don’t know,” she says slyly, and leans forward to give the tip of my dick a little kiss, “shall we find out?”

In that moment I decide to cancel my day. There may be hell to pay but the idea of being apart when we’ve already been apart so long is too much for me. “If you’ll let go of my dick of a minute you can have it for the rest of the day,” I tell her. A big smile crosses Sarah’s face. “Really?,” she asks. “Really,” I say. She lets go of my dick.

I stand up and find my phone. I call my office. I tell my assistant that I am feeling terrible and am not going to be able to spend my day as planned. She asks if I’m alright. I tell her that I think I had something bad on the flight, can’t keep anything down, stomach bug or something. While I’m saying this Sarah goes into the bathroom. My assistant promises to call and cancel things for me. I hang up the phone.

I can hear Sarah in the bathroom on the telephone telling her aunt the same story, apologizing, promising the be there tomorrow. She hangs up and brushes her teeth. I get back under the comforter, the room service menu in my hand. She comes back into the room. “So,” I say, “shall we start with breakfast in bed?” She kneels with a leg on either side of my body, pinning me down and gives me a kiss. “That sounds wonderful,” she says and we look through the menu together.