Sunday, 11 March 2018

A day in her life

I wake her up around 6 for sex most mornings. She's usually dead tired but she knows she needs to get up and this is as good a way as any to be awoken. She will start to get hungry while we fuck. She never lets me finish unless I've been a very, very good boy, so when she's had enough she will force me out and ask for breakfast.

Some mornings I will fetch McD's, others I'll just bring her cereal and some I might cook something like a sausage and egg bagel or some scrambled eggs. Sometimes though her indulgence the night before means she isn't hungry at all and will just have a late breakfast.

I go off to work, she gets the kids to school. Alone all morning she might do some housework, but then she might just lay about snacking and playing xbox. She often has pizzas or pitta breads for lunch, mostly with a snack or treat for afterwards. If I've been there she will always find the cupboards full of snacks. At this time of year I hide creme eggs around the kitchen for her to find when she's trying to get things done. The most energetic thing she might do is feed the rabbits. The treadmill gathers dust and she will lean past it to get a glass for her rum and Pepsi or WKD. She will drink her daily recommended units before lunch time and have a nap on the sofa until she has to get the kids.

There's usually stress around this time, dealing with three screaming girls and trying to prepare dinner, she has mummy's liquid friend to help her through it. She will sit down and have dinner with the girls, usually something healthy, but by the time I'm home she wants a dessert. She will have a cheesecake or a pudding of some kind, maybe some chocolate too. We might do something together like play Destiny or we might go for a dog walk if she feels up to it, but most likely whatever we do will involve her ass stuck firmly to the sofa, growing bigger and bigger.

She always asks for something savory later in the evening. I usually put on a pair of oven pizzas for her. They are only small, that's the reasoning. One only leaves her wanting the other. Sometimes there wont be room for them, her little belly can only take so much after all, but most nights they will go in followed by some Ben and Jerry's. Cookie dough is her comfort food. She won't have a whole tub, she usually makes it last a day or two, but if I buy a few because they are on offer she will put away a whole one if she feels greedy enough.

We will go upstairs. I'll help her bathe, she can do it herself but why bother with all that exertion if I'm around to do the scrubbing, right? I'll get her out, dry her off then lay her down in bed. If she's been an especially good piggy I'll treat her to something my mouth can do for her for a change, and we will usually have sex if neither of us is too full.

As we get to sleep I'll reach over and hold her belly and remind her how beautiful she is and how much I love all the extra weight. Feeling it in my hand will make me hard again and I'll push it up against her to make sure she knows I mean it. If she isn't overfull she'll fall asleep happy, ready to start all over again.

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