The beautiful
Downshire village of Clerembeax St Giles was situated to the west of Abbeyvale
located between Grace Hill and Bushy Down and on the outskirts was the Clerembeax Palace
Hotel and Spa and one of
the rooms was occupied by Roger and Emma Fields, who were there to celebrate
their fifth wedding anniversary.
On Sunday
morning, after a night of overindulgence, they slept late though Roger was up
early and showered first leaving Emma sleeping.
As he
showered he reflected on the significance of the weekend, and how lucky he was
to have her in his life.
They had
been together since college and she was his world, and he loved her so much.
He got out
of the shower and hastily dried himself and was just about to open the bathroom
door and tell her how much he loved her when the door burst open and Emma
rushed in
“Morning
Darling” she said and kissed him
“Hi Babe” he
replied and then she bustled him out of the door and closed it behind him, and
he smiled, then he finished drying himself off and with the towel wrapped
around his waist, he sat on the bed
When she
finally appeared pink and pristine from the bathroom wrapped in towels she said
“Morning
Darling” and kissed him and then she kissed him some more, and it was clear
that she had a particular kind of good morning in mind.
She had been
a virgin when they first got together, but that had been ten years earlier and
there was nothing innocent about her anymore, he had clearly created a monster,
a cute nubile monster, but a monster nonetheless who extracted every ounce of
pleasure from him in the course of her lust-fuelled morning assault on him.
After which
he dozed off, and when he awoke he found Emma sitting in bed next to him
drinking the last dregs of a cup of tea,
“Ahh” she
exclaimed “You can’t beat a nice cup of tea to start the day”
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