After the belt was untied I pushed it up until it dangled from her wrists while she braced herself against the counter. If anything seeing the loose f...olds hanging there made her seem more deliciously bare. Maybe I should have found some lube. Even if she was willing, she wasn't really ready. To be honest, this felt so much like one of my dreams I wanted to be in her to the hilt before I woke up. Once there, I lost a lot of the urgency and spent an endless time letting my hands explore her. When I closed my eyes, I could almost feel the hard rod wedge itself in between my thighs. “Good morning, pretty.” I’d nearly forgotten he was on the line. “Should I call back later?” “Oh, sorry, Tony.” I was using my female voice now. “I’m awake. Just a little groggy, that’s all. What was it you wanted?” “I’m just calling to tell you dinner’s at seven. And do you mind if I come a bit earlier, so we can plan the thing a bit?” “Come over whenever you want. I’ll be at home from two.” . She steeled her nerve, then reached for the lamp and flooded the room with light. For as long as she could remember, Julia had been terrified of mice. They had infested the alley behind her house when she was growing up, and taking out the trash had always been a nightmare. As she grew up she had done her best to avoid them, but lately her building seemed to be swarming with them. With Ben’s help she had safeguarded her apartment as best she could, but it had obviously not been enough and this. I poured her some orange juice. ‘Breakfast is served Madam,’ I made a mock bow. Her hand cupped my cock. ‘Thank you James, I won’t be needing this for a while so you can put it away.’ I had completely forgotten I was naked. I returned to my side of the bed and watched the sheet fall from her breasts. She poured milk into the bowl and set to. I sat on the side of the bed and ate. She started on the toast before me. She had finished her pile, while I was on my third piece. She stole the last.