Friday Fictioneers: Marriage Morning #1

Phillip pulled his bride close, nuzzling her neck he spoke his warm morning breath into her hair. Good morning Mrs. Mobley. Her nipples responded in kind and she whispered a sleepy “Good morning Mr. Mobley”.

He rolled her over to gaze into her eyes, but they remained tightly closed. He brushed her bangs to the side and kissed her tenderly on the lips.

She sprang from his grasp covering her mouth. “Ugh…morning breath…I gotta pee”.

He watched her head to the bathroom, then lay back against his forearm, a grin on his face., he thought, “My wife is hot”.

This week’s photo: © Todd Foltz

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