Morning Sex

Morning Sex

She was standing in the kitchen, preparing our usual soft-boiled eggs and

toast for breakfast, wearing only the 'T' shirt that she normally slept in.



As I walked in, almost awake, she turned to me and said softly," You've got

to make love to me this very moment!"



My eyes lit up and I thought, "I am either still dreaming or this is going to

be my lucky day!" Not wanting to lose the moment, I embraced her and

then gave it my all; right there on the kitchen table.



Afterwards she said, "Thanks," and returned to the stove, her T-shirt still

around her neck

Happy, but a little puzzled, I asked, "What was that all about?"

.

She explained, "The egg timer's broken."

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