My normal Sunday morning breakfast is coffee, eggs, toast, etc. But this morning I had the most wonderful breakfast of my life…OJ, champagne and Nikita!
We booked the time before the pizza delivery yesterday. I had a hard time sleeping last night (Stoo: it was your fault after the pizza article). Anyway, who needs sleep when there’s Nikita!
She arrived in her street clothes, looking a beautiful as ever. I gave her a big hug…she is so sweet. She stepped into the washroom to change. I thought she already looked incredibly hot in her tight jeans, but when she walked out, let’s just say my heart stopped. I hope I wasn’t drooling. After some self CPR, I realized that she had changed into her new black leather outfit she got in Niagara Falls. A see through top with laces all the way down. I stood there and looked at her for a few moments as I wanted to swallow her with my eyes.
I gave her a glass of fresh OJ and champagne. I prefer to call it a “morning kiss”. I sat down on the bed beside her and we chatted for a while…she is such a cutey!…correction a “hot” cutey! I then slowly unlaced her outfit…boy, there were a lot of loops, but hey, trust me, I wasn’t complaining. Besides, the best part of a gift is the excitement opening it. I kissed her all over, as I slid it from her body.
I took a big sip of OJ and champagne…and got a piece of ice. I slowly kissed her all over with the ice in my mouth. When I kissed her, and moved my way to her nipples, the ice made them stand at attention…and the cold made Nikita jump...
For Nikita’s sake, I won’t get too descriptive…but we had a wonderful time…and finished up with a wonderful “soapy” shower.
All I can say is thank you Nikita for breakfast. OJ and champagne and being with you. Breakfast will never be the same for me….
Nikita, thank you….
We booked the time before the pizza delivery yesterday. I had a hard time sleeping last night (Stoo: it was your fault after the pizza article). Anyway, who needs sleep when there’s Nikita!
She arrived in her street clothes, looking a beautiful as ever. I gave her a big hug…she is so sweet. She stepped into the washroom to change. I thought she already looked incredibly hot in her tight jeans, but when she walked out, let’s just say my heart stopped. I hope I wasn’t drooling. After some self CPR, I realized that she had changed into her new black leather outfit she got in Niagara Falls. A see through top with laces all the way down. I stood there and looked at her for a few moments as I wanted to swallow her with my eyes.
I gave her a glass of fresh OJ and champagne. I prefer to call it a “morning kiss”. I sat down on the bed beside her and we chatted for a while…she is such a cutey!…correction a “hot” cutey! I then slowly unlaced her outfit…boy, there were a lot of loops, but hey, trust me, I wasn’t complaining. Besides, the best part of a gift is the excitement opening it. I kissed her all over, as I slid it from her body.
I took a big sip of OJ and champagne…and got a piece of ice. I slowly kissed her all over with the ice in my mouth. When I kissed her, and moved my way to her nipples, the ice made them stand at attention…and the cold made Nikita jump...
For Nikita’s sake, I won’t get too descriptive…but we had a wonderful time…and finished up with a wonderful “soapy” shower.
All I can say is thank you Nikita for breakfast. OJ and champagne and being with you. Breakfast will never be the same for me….
Nikita, thank you….
