Pointing the spatula in my direction, Mom said, “Wait till breakfast.”
I huffed. I was starving. I just wanted to have something to eat. Plus I had just jerked off to some sexy pictures Sarah had surprised me with. I couldn’t believe how different she was. Sarah was really something.
“You know, Gabe, you could invite Sarah if you wanted to,” Mom shyly said.
Mom and Sarah had met and talked a few times, but nothing major. I had met Sarah’s mom and brother, but it was the same way. “Are you sure, Mom? I thought this was family day.”
“Well, it is.” She shrugged. “Sarah is a big part of your life, Gabe.”
“Okay.” I smiled. Walking over to where Mom was cooking, I kissed her cheek. “Thanks, Mom.”
Mom giggled. “No problem, sweetie. Just tell her that we’re in our pj’s, she doesn’t have to get ready for anything. It’s not that big of a deal.”
Even though Mom said it wasn’t that big of a deal, to me it was. Walking into the living room, I pulled my cell out of my pocket and dialed Sarah.
“Good morning, hot patootie,” she yawned.
We always gave each other a different nickname every morning. Chuckling, I said, “Good morning, babe. Are you still sleeping?”
Sarah made a few squealing sounds and my cock started to twitch. Releasing a deep breath, she said, “Just lying in bed.”
“Oh, yeah,” I smiled. “What are you doing?”
“Oh my gosh, Gabe!” she laughed. “Not what you think I’m doing.”
I laughed.
“So what’s going on?” Sarah asked, changing the subject.
“Oh um, well, me and Mom have a big breakfast Sunday mornings. Would you like to come over?”
“Will there be coffee?” she asked quickly.
Chuckling, I said, “Yes, babe, there will be coffee.”
“I’ll be right over,” she said and then hung up the phone.
Pulling the phone away from my ear, I looked down at it and laughed. Putting my phone in my pocket, I walked back in the kitchen.
“So is she coming over?” Mom yelled while still cooking pancakes.
“Yeah,” I said. “I told her there was coffee and she said yes, then hung up on me.”
Mom laughed. “Gabe, if there’s one thing you need to learn, don’t get between a girl and her coffee.”
“Oh yeah? Why is that?” I laughed.
“Because it’s our version of crack. Best part? It’s legal,” Mom giggled.
“Oh my God, Mom, you’re ridiculous,” I said as I shook my head. My mom was unbelievable. “What can I help with?”
Mom turned to me and smiled.
“What?”
“This girl’s really important to you, huh?”
I nodded. “Yeah, she is.”
Mom’s eyebrows scrunched and she pursed her lips.
“What?”
Mom whispered, “Have you two talked about school and such?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“You need to, Gabe.” Mom nodded.
“I know,” I whispered. Just that second, the doorbell rang.
Nodding towards the door, Mom smiled. “You might want to go answer that.”
I jogged to the door and opened it. “Hey.” I smiled.
Sarah was wearing yoga pants, an old sweatshirt, and her hair tied up into a bun. The best part? No makeup. She looked beautiful when she got ready, but I loved her like this. The blue in her eyes really stood out. Sarah jumped at me and wrapped her arms around my neck. Leaning in, Sarah kissed me hard on the lips.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her up to eye level.
Sarah wrapped her legs around my waist, where she could feel my hardness. Moaning against my mouth, she sucked my bottom lip into her mouth and nibbled on it. Releasing her legs from my waist, I set her back down on the floor with our lips still touching.
Sarah unwrapped her arms from around my neck and cupped my face. Leaning away from me, Sarah smiled widely. “Good morning.”
I laughed. Looking down between us, I watched Sarah look down. Her smile got bigger. Her eyes snapped back up to mine.
Grabbing her by the waist, I pulled her to me. Nuzzling the side of her neck, I sucked her earlobe into my mouth and growled.
Sarah breathlessly sighed and dug her nails into my forearms.
I leaned away from her. “Mmm, yes, it is.”
Sarah giggled. “Oh my God, Gabe. What am I going to do with you?”
I smirked. “I have a few ideas.”
“Oh, do you now?” Sarah asked as she smiled.
“Mm hmm,” I moaned.
Slapping me on the chest, Sarah nodded towards the kitchen. “Come on, I want coffee.”
I took ahold of her hand. “All right, let’s go get you some coffee.”
Walking into the kitchen, Mom turned around. “Good morning, Sarah.”
“Good morning,” Sarah smiled.
“How are things going with you?” Mom asked.
While Mom and Sarah had a little conversation, I walked over to the coffee pot. Grabbing a cup from the cupboard, I poured Sarah some coffee. Walking it back over to her, I handed it to her.
Sarah smiled up at me and took it gladly. “Thank you.”
I smiled down at her. “I didn’t know if you wanted milk or sugar.”