Coffee Service

Her voice wakes me: “Good morning, sir!”

Ah, Prudence. If the upstairs maid is Prudence, today must be Thursday.

I sit up and pull the covers off. My cock starts to harden.

Prudence sets down the coffee service. She pours a steaming cup — what an enticing fragrance. She lifts the cup, gives me a saucy wink, and fills her mouth with piping hot coffee. She holds it there while she slowly, teasingly takes off her apron; high heels and a cute lace cap are all that’s left of her uniform. She waits and watches until my cock reaches full size.

She kneels beside the bed. Swallows. Begins.

— Frenulum