4.45am
I am already awake when the radio comes on… it is early *checks the clock*… I yawn just writing that… it is early and awful… I am really not a morning person, I am cranky.
I roll over and smack it to turn it off… *groan*… lie there for a few moments, stalling…
My computer is right *there*… I turn it on, check emails from bed… usually at least one of them will make me smile.
I tumble out of bed, rub my eyes, I sleep nude, it is cool this early. I grab a sarong and wrap it around myself, head to the bathroom. Look in the mirror… ugh… eye drops, shower on, the water too hot, always, even in summer…
My ex (not ‘my boy’, another ex… I have them hanging around…) is staying with me at the moment… long story. I hear him in the kitchen. He is up at this ungodly hour, surprising… I hear chopping…
I am wrapped in fabric as I step out of the bathroom, wave a bleary hello to my ex on the way back to the bedroom.
I petulantly grab things from the wardrobe, put on black g-string, black bra, jeans, a fitted top… pad into the kitchen in time for the noise of the juice maker. Orange, apple, beetroot, celery, zuchini, carrot, ginger… he hands me a big green plastic cup of juice… I smile and thank him, terribly sweet. He heads back to bed.
I take the juice back into the bathroom, gulp it while I moisturise. Brush my teeth, lip gloss, check the time. Pull on boots. Trudge off to work resentfully.
And so the day begins.
19 comments
Thank him ? I'd kill him if he gave me that for brekkie lol BACON and coffee breakfast of champions! This may explain why Ferns has the lovely figure though.
Coug
I've always heard that being on good terms with one's exes is a sign of healthy relationships. Not that I can speak from personal experience, alas…
And you must have trained him really well, if even as an ex he's getting up to make your morning juice. :D
Oh Christ.
Cakeboy just melted.
It'd help my dignity if you actually meant to be nuclear-level sexy instead of just incidentally killing me like this.
Cakeboy
As I was reading this I was worried something crazy or weird or odd or hot would happen near the end. I'm glad nothing did. =D
“As I was reading this I was worried something crazy or weird or odd or hot would happen near the end. I'm glad nothing did. =D”
I agree. I've always hated hot things happening in the morning. Women especially are rather smelly at that time and it's all somewhat uncivilised.
Sir Puppington Lothian.
Coug With the FAT arse: “Thank him ? I'd kill him if he gave me that for brekkie lol BACON and coffee breakfast of champions!”
*laugh* I'll let him know that you disapprove of the menu. But when he cries, it's on your head!
Ferns
Étienne: “I've always heard that being on good terms with one's exes is a sign of healthy relationships. Not that I can speak from personal experience, alas…”
Is this because you have no exes, Étienne? You just keep adding to your harem?
Ferns
atearyfantasy: “And you must have trained him really well, if even as an ex he's getting up to make your morning juice.”
*smile* It seems like that, doesn't it?
But you know what?
*beckons and whispers* He's a vanilla boy…
I refer to these boys with the innate pleasing gene and no BDSM leanings as 'vanilla submissives'… They are truly lovely.
Ferns
Cakeboy: “It'd help my dignity if you actually meant to be nuclear-level sexy instead of just incidentally killing me like this.”
*laugh* Incidental killings are the best kind, a glancing blow from the wheel arch hitting you as you meander by the side of the road, I barely feel a bump as you roll into the ditch with a plaintive wail… perfect.
Don't worry, I'll come back for you. Never leave a Cakeboy behind, that's my motto.
Ferns
Brids: “As I was reading this I was worried something crazy or weird or odd or hot would happen near the end. I'm glad nothing did.”
*smile* This one, Brids, was for you… You wanted mundane daily stuff… there it is.
I was going to do a whole day, but it got too long. I might have to do it in an exciting serialised 'day in the life', one hour at a time…
Ferns
puppy: “I've always hated hot things happening in the morning. Women especially are rather smelly at that time and it's all somewhat uncivilised.”
Uncivilised and smelly is the best kind of hot… If I get to the point where all I can do is grunt and drool, I'm at pretty much the right level of civilised to hotness ratio…
Ferns
“*smile* This one, Brids, was for you… You wanted mundane daily stuff… there it is. “
It makes me feel good to know I've gotten two people now to write about some random “uninteresting” time.
“I was going to do a whole day, but it got too long. I might have to do it in an exciting serialised 'day in the life', one hour at a time…”
I'd totally be up for another 23 of these. =D
“But when he cries, it's on your head!”
Crying boi = hawtness
Coug
Again Ferns, you have summed it up for me. Sleepy morning sex that turns into something uncivilized to the point of grunt and drool. You do have a command of the use of the English language to turn the sexual areas of the brain flashing hot and red.
Another vanilla submissive,
robert
Happy Xmas and a great New Year to Ferns especially and everyone else here.
Coug
Brids: “I'd totally be up for another 23 of these.”
Ha! I'll keep that in mind.
Ferns
Coug: “Crying boi = hawtness”
Well, yes, there is that…
“Happy Xmas and a great New Year to Ferns especially and everyone else here.”
Thanks, sweetie, to you and yours also.
Ferns
robert: “You do have a command of the use of the English language to turn the sexual areas of the brain flashing hot and red.”
Thanks robert!
“Another vanilla submissive”
Are you? Vanilla submissives are terribly sweet.
Ferns