The Temptress

" How many times? I am tired now. " she had said. But he could not help himself. He was just insatiable.

He woke up this morning to her scent. Slightly sweet, wildly provocative, a mind of its own. "Have me." it said. There were so many ways of doing it, but this was just the way he liked it. He had guided her the first few times. Now she was a master, no an artist. And the timing- well, the morning one had always been his favorite. He closed his eyes and kissed his sultry seductress in anticipation. He felt a rush of excitement.

He drew her in.The heat of the moment shocked him out of his lethargy. "Oops I forgot to brush " he mused for a second. But his desire to savour and possess her was too strong. His only thought was to consummate his passion.

When he was done he exclaimed to his wife " Ah! That was heaven. Don't deny that you enjoyed it. How about once more before we set off to work".

His morning cuppa. What better way to start the day?