Wendy
I woke and was almost a little disoriented. I looked around our new master bedroom suite. Jayson had selected a nice dark wood canopy-four poster king-sized bed for us. He had waited for my approval, but I loved it when he showed me online. I slept so deep, and I needed that. I have been exhausted all week leading up to last night.
I glanced at the clock, and it was almost ten. I stretched. I climbed out of bed and pulled Jayson’s shirt over me. I grabbed some panties and pajama pants and pulled them on. I made my way to the kitchen after using the bathroom. It smelled good in the house. Jayson was at the island's flat burner top flipping french toast. He was only in a pair of boxers and I wanted to eat him up.
I resisted. I just decided to become his view. I sat on the other side
