A Room with a View

"James, are you awake yet?" The now familiar soothing sound of Toni's voice asked softly. "I've made a fresh pot of coffee. Hopefully you are ready to wake up, young man?" I thought I heard her gasp and chuckle lightly as I began stirring on the bed and her saying, "James, oh my goodness. It looks like the covers did end up on the floor."

The serene sounds of her chaste voice and low laugh reverberated through my reenergized spirit as I gradually turned onto my back from resting on my left side. Opening my eyes leisurely to a new day, I was delighted to see her standing right beside the bed gazing down at me. "Hmm, good morning, Toni," I replied affectionately. "Sorry about the covers. What time is it?"

As I fully turned on my back, I felt my straining staff seeking the morning sun although it was chaotically trapped inside the white boxers and sweat shorts I was wearing. My bare chest and legs felt the cool morning air rushing over them. Franticly I reached for the covers, but they were nowhere near. Her vibrant, sensuous smile and beautiful baby blues were intoxicating, and I clearly saw her incredible hard nipples fully erect, poking valiantly at the insides of the light blue, satin robe she was adorn in, as her loving eyes scanned over my excited body.

"James, I hope you slept well? Young man, I've been trying to wake you up for a couple of minutes. I was just going to put the covers over you, but I didn't want to frighten you." She said gently as she peacefully reached down and tossed them on me, and then began turning away. "Now, if you're ready to get out of bed? I'll pour you a fresh cup of hot coffee while you wash up for breakfast. It's seven-thirty, James."

"Oh Toni," I replied in a steadfast tone. "I really slept like a baby. Guess I was still dreaming. But, I am more than ready for living another illustrious day in paradise. I'll be there in a few minutes. Just let me take care of my daily rituals first, and then I'll be right there."

As I admired her waltzing hips gait towards the open door, I thought I heard her say chuckling lightly under her breath, "James, I do believe you're more than ready, sweet man."

As she gracefully slipped past the door, I quickly got out of bed, grabbed my toothbrush and paste and headed straight towards the bathroom through the combine laundry and workout room to relieve myself. Glancing around at the impeccable laundry facilities, I was hopping she wouldn't be doing any laundry during the early hours of the day since it was usually when I was fast asleep. Stepping past the second doorway into the spacious workout room, I was delighted to see it was well-equipped, and had a great panoramic view of the backyard through the large bank of windows. Crossing over the threshold into the bathroom, I was thankful there were area rugs covering the pathway to the porcelain repository since I was barefoot.

Lifting the seat with my left hand, I grabbed my straining rigid member firmly in my right hand wishing it were Toni's gentle hand guiding it towards the target, instead of mine as a steady stream of recycled muddy water flowed endlessly into the elongated bowl. As the final remnants of three pots of coffee dissolved into the watery bowl, the unmistakable roaring shiver up my spine let me know I was almost finished. Tugging on it a few times persuaded me that if I had yanked or squeezed it one more time, I would have exploded everywhere as I thought about Toni's heavenly body of bliss. Trying to shake the cobwebs out of my being, I washed my face and hands. After brushing my teeth, I returned to my room, and slipped on my favorite sweatshirt and headed straight towards the kitchen in my bare feet.

Entering the spacious kitchen, I saw Toni as she stood in front of the stove with her back facing me. Her smooth, tanned legs were exposed and she too, was barefooted. "Hmm, it really smells good in here, Toni." I said before grabbing the back of a chair to sit at the round table. "Can I help you with anything?"

"James, please sit down on the other chair where the placemat with the glass of orange juice is waiting for you, that's your seat," she replied as she steadily glanced over her left shoulder. "Believe it or not, you'll have a much better view of the entire backyard in that chair. Thank you for offering, but I have everything under control. I'll bring your coffee over in a minute. I am almost done over here."

"Anything you say, Toni," I replied tenderly. "Are you sure I can't help you make breakfast or at least allow me to pour our cups of coffee?"

"Oh James, will you please just sit down and make yourself comfortable? Try to enjoy the lovely view of the backyard," she said impatiently. "It looks so delightful at this time of the day, doesn't it?"

"Hmm Toni, I must admit," I replied teasingly. "The extraordinary view that I am looking at right now couldn't be any better. It's absolutely breathtaking. You really have put a tremendous effort into maintaining this magnificent home."

"Why thank you, James," she replied elegantly. "That's such a lovely praise. I have tried very hard to maintain the house and nurture the landscaping since the home was built many years ago."

"Believe me, you've succeeded in maintaining everything quite well, Toni, I must add," I replied robustly as my admiring eyes stroked her heavenly form from top to bottom devotedly. "It's such an privilege being here with you."

"You are such a joy to be around, James," she quickly replied and completely turned around towards me. "Breakfast is ready. Hope you like eggs Benedict?" Before I could stand, she quickly stated, "James, please stay right where you are. I want to serve you today."

"Yes Toni, I do like eggs Benedict," I replied affectionately. "Very much so! And you're absolutely right. This chair gives me the best opportunity to savor all of the marvelous beauty that surrounds me. It will be a real treat having some home cooked breakfast served by such a compassionate and lovely lady."

Her fabulous face flushed, as her proud nipples immediately stood at attention. "James," she replied nervously. "I hope you don't mind what I am wearing? I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable. My flannel bedclothes are in the dryer. I guess during all the excitement yesterday, I forgot to turn it on, and I didn't want to disrupt you while you were sleeping last night. I'll turn it on shortly and they'll be ready in no time."

"Oh Toni, don't be silly. This is your home." I replied amorously. "Believe me, I'm positive that you'd look absolutely astonishing no matter what you were wearing. Unfortunately, I don't have a silk robe to wear, too. Regrettably, I just have these old raggedy sweats here with me that have more holes in them than Swiss cheese, which is probably a good thing. Otherwise, I believe I'd slip right off this chair and wouldn't be able to get back up." I laughed aloud trying to make her feel at ease.

Her smooth legs shuttered slightly as she came closer towards the table, and her brilliant smile immediately returned to her once worried face. Our eyes met and locked, as she arrived before my hungry soul. Ever so slowly, she gingerly bent down with the cultivated delicate dish in her left hand, and a steaming cup of coffee in her tiny right hand with her eyes glued to mine. As she bent over closer, I let my weary eyes drift down slowly towards her appealing hands. Pausing at her neckline, I could barely see clear enough inside the satin robe yet I saw the thin right spaghetti strap of her matching blue lace brassier struggling gallantly to hold her bountiful breasts in place. She sucked in her breath, and the right side of her satin robe opened alittle bit more.

My eyes widened further as I clumsily tried to savor the glorious phenomenon of her womanly wonders vaguely displayed only inches away from my frenzied face. I was absolutely convinced that she was going to reprimand me for ogling at her heavenly creation, and I quickly raised my eyes up to meet hers. She smiled and said lovingly, "James, would you be a sweetheart, and please move your arms out of the way? I don't want to spill anything hot on you."

"Sure Toni," was all I could blurt out as I silently slipped my powerful hands off the top of the table and rested them onto my squirming lap.

"Thank you, James," she countered laughing playfully. "You might want to use the paper napkin to cover your lap. Don't want you getting any hot Hollandaise sauce all over your holey sweats."

"It's not my sweats I'm worried about," I replied mischievously. "My legs can't withstand the scalding of any hot sauce or coffee, that's for darn sure."

"Then I guess James," she replied humorously with a slight snicker. "I'll just have to make sure that I don't ever spill anything hot all over you."

She lowered her mesmerizing eyes to the table once again lightly tracing her lower lip with her tantalizing tongue as she silently bent closer to me. The top of her right breast came into complete view of my astonished eyes. Its rigid nipple was standing straight out above the uplift brassier, and was caressing itself against the blue, satin robe. Involuntarily I gasp, which I know she heard. My member sprung to attention faster than a speeding bullet leaving the barrel of a high-powered rifle tight against my flimsy sweats.

Her chest heaved a huge sigh of relief, "breakfast is now served," she said with appreciation emanating from her sensual sparkling eyes as mine returned to meet hers. "James, please don't start without me." She quickly turned and headed back towards the stove. "I'll be right back. I want to share breakfast with you."

"Your every wish is my only command," I replied jokingly. "My mouth is absolutely watering looking at this delightful dish you've prepared for my pleasure. But, I might need a bib to catch the excess drool."

She laughed heartily as she playfully turned back around saying, "James, hopefully a cloth napkin will work alot better for you instead of a paper one? Besides, I think my grandbaby's bib would be a tad too small to catch all your dribble."

"Oh I know you're right," I replied adoringly as I yielded to the incredible trance she held over me with her stunning beauty. "I sometimes forget that I am still a man."

"Yes James," she replied seductively slowly turning back towards the counter, "you're that and a whole lot more. Now, don't you start without me? I'll be back in a jiffy."

Her body seemed suspended in time as she took a few more soft steps towards the Blue Bahia colored granite countertop. She bent down and tentatively opened a bottom drawer next to the double sink, and her tanned legs were completely exposed all the way to her haloed thighs. She bent over alittle further, and began to rummage inside that drawer for a few moments. Thankfully it was long enough for me to savor the very top of her tempting thighs where they met the very bottom of her extraordinary round fanny cheeks. My captivated eyes silently converged upon her every movement, as they fused with her blue lace matching panties while they gently caressed her magnificent globes of goodies.

It took every ounce of self-control I could muster not to leap out of the cushioned chair. Her alluring figure kept me squirming in my seat. All I could think about was rushing over, and wrapping her inside my powerful arms, and then shred those laced panties to pieces from her heavenly form. Admiring her hips swaying pensively from side-to-side made it easy to envision thrusting my straining shaft in and out until it was fully buried deep inside her shielded divine temple. Thankfully a few moments latter she graciously stood up, and then leisurely grabbed her plate and the cloth napkins she had removed from the drawer in her elegant hands. Her satin robe was clinging just enough to her magical mounds of mystery that I could see her upper thighs and traces of her lace panties, as she artfully turned around and began her stimulating journey towards me.

"Thank God for static electricity," I was thinking as she calmly cavorted closer towards the breakfast table, and my grateful eyes.

Her magnetic eyes were completely transfixed on mine. She took orchestrated steps as her short, blue satin robe clung obediently and wiggled against her heavenly body with every motion she made. Each clarified step allowed me to savor her blissful form as she gracefully approached the round table. The bottom of her robe had opened alittle more with each harmonized step she took. When she advanced forward with her right leg, her short robe stoutly spread wider and allowed my hunger soul to savor the top of her inner thigh. Courageously a tiny bit of the flimsy material of the front of her blue, laced panties came into view. I couldn't keep my eyes from admiring her melodious figure nor stop my overly enthusiastic manhood from twitching uncontrollably beneath the glass table.

"Thankfully I still had my hands on my lap," I was thinking, as she tenderly set her plate down on the circular table. Our eyes were locked acutely on each other's as she patiently stepped around to my right side, and offered the cloth napkin she held out in her tiny hand. Before I could say a word she replied merrily, "oh James, I almost forgot. I do believe I told you, 'I was going to serve you today?' Please move your hands away from your lap."

Terror quickly washed over me, as I knew she would be greeted with an uninhibited full-blown erection pressing against my sweats if I removed my hands. She playfully shook open the cloth napkin and rested it tentatively on top of the glass table in front of me. Her eyes sparkled as she seductively slid her tiny, elegant hands to the sides of her upheaval robe and serenely repositioned it. Her beautiful smile was beaming and she said impishly as she folded her delicate arms tight underneath her full breasts, "I'm ready anytime you are, James."

My face was absolutely flushed as I tried in vain to speak and keep myself covered. "James, I'm waiting. Our breakfast is going to get cold. Now, would you please move your hands away for me?"

"Toni...?"

"Don't worry, James," she replied assertively as her dazzling face and mesmerizing eyes were only inches away from mine. "I am not going to bite you!"

Cautiously I moved my hands to the sides of my trembling legs. Our eyes were locked on each other's.

"Thank you, James." She replied amusingly as she methodically lowered her enchanting eyes towards the table, and then rapidly back up again towards mine.

Her nourishing eyes were locked on mine as she ceremoniously uncrossed her arms and grabbed the cloth napkin and shook it out again. As she shook the napkin, her majestic mounds of delight bounced inside her satin robe. Her rigid nipples were struggling to remain encapsulated beneath their caressing material. Her breath quicken as her stunning blue eyes pierced through the glass table at my mindless manhood struggling to reach her for redemption. She turned her head towards me, and her eyes locked on mine, as she daringly brushed against my twitching manhood while covering my lap with the cotton cloth. "Now James, that didn't hurt a bit, did it?"

"No it didn't." I replied instinctively as my hips retreated back firmly into the cushioned chair. "Believe me Toni, there's no way in this lifetime or the next, that I would have allowed you to forget your promise about serving me." I began chuckling. "Hopefully one day soon Toni, you'll allow me the privilege of serving you?"

She slowly turned and took the two steps needed to rest her fantastic figure on her cushioned chair opposite of mine. "James, time has a way of sorting everything out," she countered. "The day will come soon enough when you're ready. I have no doubt about it. Let's eat before everything gets too cold."

Toni and I spend the next hour or so eating our breakfast, drinking coffee and talking. Throughout that time we were relentlessly taunting each other. My mind was racing and I was just about ready to take her inside my powerful arms and plant the most passionate kiss I could muster against her full, inviting sultry lips, when the telephone rang.

Grudgingly she excused herself to answer it, and then she said, "James, it's your father and he wants to know if you're going to get some more of your belongings out of his garage today?"

"Oh my God! Toni, please tell my dad that I'll be right over!" I exclaimed laughing lightly. "I completely forgot all about my stuff. I hope you don't mind my father calling here? I don't have a telephone connected in my room yet."

I heard her say politely, "Mr. Brock, your forgetful son will be right there. He is just finishing his breakfast." She chuckled into the receiver. "For your sake, yes, I will look after him, Mr. Brock. You're right. He is such a nice boy. Maybe alittle forgetful though?" She laughed aloud again. "It was very nice talking to you, too. I'll get him out the door pronto. You can count on it. So long Mr. Brock. You may call back anytime for your delightful son." She hung up the telephone and her once beaming smile slowly disappeared.

"Toni, I am so sorry my dad called." I said pleading for forgiveness. "He and my mother both were worried that they wouldn't be able to reach me. I told them I would get a phone hooked up in my room. If it was alright with you?"

"Oh James, don't be silly," she replied affectionately. "Guess you're not the only one who is forgetful. I will call the telephone company tomorrow morning and have them activate the telephone line that is assigned to that room. I had a dedicated phone line installed when I remodeled the room. No one has ever used it, so you won't get stuck with anyone's bill or receive any unwanted calls.

Just remember? You're fully responsible for that bill. It's not included in the rent." She smiled broadly, "James, speaking of telephone numbers. I better give you my private one before I deactivate the one I used to list the room. That's not my home number. I thought it was someone else interested in the room. I was going to tell them the room is no longer available just as I told a few other people who have called it since we first met. The telephone company was supposed to deactivate it on Friday."

"Good ole reliable Ma Bell, huh?" I countered and chuckled aloud. "It looks to me as though you have everything covered?"

"Almost everything, James. Almost." She responded in a sultry voice, which would have melted a solid block of ice. "Don't forget your father is waiting for you? I'll be right back! Don't go anywhere! I want to write that number down and give it to you before you leave the table."

She quickly vanished down the hallway. Her fabulous form was on a mission, and all I could do was sit and admire it and her. My straining rod was pleading to be fondled by her taunting tongue, but I just thought it was wishful thinking on my part. I thought for sure there was no way in the world that a beautiful and classy woman such as her would had ever wanted to couple with me.

I quickly dismissed the idea, and tried clearing my mind of such thoughts. Sure enough, she returned within a few moments with a small piece of paper tightly clutched in her left hand that had her telephone number on it. "James, this number is very private and it doesn't go out to anyone!" She exclaimed boldly as she reached down and opened her hand. "Not even my daughter has this number!"

"Anything you say, Toni. I will guard it with my life." I replied knowingly. "Exactly how many telephone lines do you have in this house anyway?"

"James, if I thought for one second that you would ever betray my confidence in you," she replied in a nefarious tone. "You would have never got this close to me. Is that understood?"

"Yes it is, Toni." I replied fully aware of her wishes. "Please believe me, I will never betray your trust. You can bet your last dollar on it."