A Simple Life: Chapter 110 (Patreon)

“Brutus!  No!”

Winona sprints for the bedding while I make a dash for the kitten before he can go in for seconds.  The moment I scoop him up Winona yanks the soiled blanket from the bed to bundle it up with the lube and excretions on the inside and tosses it into the corner.

“No B-Brutus.”  I laugh despite myself as I bop his tiny pink nose.  “B-Bad kitty!”  He mews and licks his chops oblivious to my scolding.

“I feel like a bad parent.”  Winona chuckles.  “Ugh!  All I can picture is him nuzzling with Pops now.”  She cringes as a shudder of ick runs up her.  “Guhhh!”

“Awww!  Don’t say that!”  I say.  “Ewww.”

We laugh like crazy as we joke and gross each other out with more naughty humor.  When the blanket is replaced I set Brutus back down on the bed and busy myself with rustling us up a late night snack.  So as not to accidentally slice something I didn’t mean to but mostly because I knew she liked it I slip back into the apron and leave my happy tush for Winona to ogle.  And happy it was!  My hole ached and my insides felt scrambled but all in the most wonderful way imaginable.  I wasn’t hurt or anything, simply well stretched and fully used.  More so than ever before given Winona’s oh so satisfying size.  In short it was the greatest feeling a bottom could have.

When I turn around with a plate of cheese, pickles, pepperoni, crackers and apple each sliced up and laid out in nice fans with some toothpicks sticking up here and there to use so that we didn’t mess up our fingers I find Winona still naked sitting with her elbow on the table and cheek in her hand as she gazed at me with a dreamy smile.  I could tell she had indeed been staring at my ass.  I giggle and put the plate down in the middle of the table.  “Is th-this okay?”

“It’s perfect.”  She says without even looking.  “Absolutely perfect.”  I pull my chair around so that I could sit beside her instead of across from her.  When at last she does look down at the snack I’d prepared she sighs and leans her shoulder into mine.  Plopping her head onto my shoulder she says.  “You spoil me.”

“It was n-no trouble.”  I say.

“I would have just nuked a burrito or something.”  She stabs a pepperoni slice, adds a bit of cheese and pickle, then pops them into her mouth.  “This is so nice.  You’re so good to me Sprout.”

“It’s n-nothing.”  I grab an apple slice for myself and begin to nibble.

“No.  It’s something.  It’s just so…perfect.”  She seems at a loss for words as she sits straight and admires my simple but tidy plating.  It made me happy that I could make her so happy with such a little thing.

We sit side by side, our arms touching, and eat our snack and drink cheap wine while we chat about nothing and everything.  After the food we clean up then slip into some comfy over-sized t shirts then sit on the floor to play with Brutus for awhile.  After that we kick back and cuddle and talk some more.  We were both damned tired but still soaring from our amazing sex so before turning in she watches the latest episode of The Bailey Bunch while I wrestle with the happy kitten on my lap.  And then at last as we brush our teeth and prepare to bed down we dance and sing along to sappy country music then smooch some more.

Our young love, wild and free, infused everything.  The food is tastier, the wine is sweeter, the corny jokes on her show are funnier, the kitten is more charming, the music is more uplifting, the dancing is from the soul, the singing is from the heart, and even the bold colors of her loveseat popped with a fresh vibrant intensity.  Everything was good.  Just as it ought to be.  This was life on a different plane.  A world more real than real.  It was heaven come to earth.

In the wee hours we at last find our way under the cozy covers.  The room dark she spoons me and holds me tight.  The rhythm of her slow breath a natural lullaby to sooth me closer to slumber.

“I had the best day today.”  Her hot breath caresses my ear.  “The best day and night.”

“Me too.”  I smile as I reflect on our full day together.  From our coming together in the middle of the highway after our restless nights to our funny breakfast to our day with Pops to Briar’s embarrassing interruption to meeting Cher and surviving to confiding in her to our intimate supper together to all the kinky fun that followed, and of course all the hugging and smooching throughout, this truly had been a day to remember.  Hopefully just the first of many, many more to come.  “B-Best day ever.”  Placing my hand over her hers, which was held across my heart, I squeeze.  “I love you Winona.”

She nuzzles behind my ear and kisses me.  “I love you Avery.”

Her arms around me, her body pressed tight, her heart beating as close to mine as was physically possible we drift off from this perfect dream into dreamland together.

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