I love sunday mornings. No pressure to get up, no annoying buzzing alarms, no rush hour. And the way the golden light of spring filters through the window makes me feel its going to be a great day.

I turn around to see the most beautiful thing I ever beheld, but she’s not there. Damn, I hate it when she does this. I get up, every muscle yawning and groaning to stay in bed, but I need to go to her, especially today.

I find her in the kitchen, making breakfast. She doesn’t notice me over the sizzling of the frying pan, so i step closer, silently. She’s wearing that slightly oversized hoodie I got her last christmas, and gray cotton panties. The large garment accentuates her nakedness underneath, and the way her ass catches it, not allowing it to fall completely down, showing half of her ass… It really was a good idea for a present.

I get closer, slowly, not making a sound. I see the way the light dances on her red hair, making it come ablaze here and there. I see the way it falls on her back and against her pale skin. I also see she’s humming to herself, and wiggling her ass a bit. I finally get close enough.

Pouncing as a cat, my arms quickly go around her, embracing her from behind. I press my body close, and put my lips to her neck. “Good morning sunshine!” “Ah! Get off me, baby, Im cooking.” “What, no good-morning kiss?” She cranks her neck and meets my lips with a quick kiss, but then she stays looking into my eyes. “Happy aniversary sunshine.” She smiles at that, and returns the wishes. “I have a big surprise prepared for you baby” “Oh really?” She asks, reaching back and feeling my semi-hard penis.