OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MORNING (Chapter 43)

Warren and Sophia got out of bed and threw some clothes on. The pot of tea they had neglected on the table was ice cold right now, so Sophia dumped it and brewed another one. They curled up on the couch, he with his Dostoevsky, and she with the latest Danielle Steele.

However, the exertions of the morning combined with Warren’s lack of sleep to being with, quickly caught up to them, and they fell asleep. For July, it was fairly cold, and they had a thin blanket covering their legs, as Sophia was wearing a skirt and Warren shorts. Warren was half on his back and half on his side, as was Sophia, her back to his front, her head nuzzled right under his chin, his arms around her waist.

Which is how they were when Jessie and Jason arrived back. Jess entered first, with Jay behind her, prattling about something, but Jess saw them sleeping and turned to Jay and shushed him. Jay looked around Jessie and saw Warren and Sophia.

"Oh, look at the cuddlebirds," Jason teased.

"They look so peaceful," Jessie pointed out.

"This is a shot that should not go to waste." Jason reached into the bag he had brought with him and took out his camera, and took a photo of the romantic scene.

"I hope Warren’s OK." Jason said.

"Well, it at least looks like the two of them are OK, which is a good sign." Jesse said. She walked over to the dining room table to put something down on it, and stifled her laugh as not to wake them up. "Yeah, they’re fine. Come here." Jason did. Jessie pointed to a telltale puddle on the dining room table.

Jason stifled his own laughter. "I guess they’re OK if they were so turned on they couldn’t make it to the bedroom."

"Come on, help me with this stuff, and I’ll grab a washcloth." Jason helped her put their groceries away, and Jessie wiped down the table. Jason had gone back to where Warren and Sophia were sleeping.

"Jess, come here." She did. Jay pointed at Sophia and Warren. "Notice a little movement in the hand area?"

Jessie looked, and had to bite down on her hand to keep from laughing. Warren’s right hand had slipped up from Sophia’s waist and had firmly attached itself to her left breast.

"Are they still asleep?" Jessie asked.

"Definitely". Jason said. He grabbed his camera and snapped another shot, to Jessie’s delight. He put the camera down, as Jessie sat in the other couch, across from Warren and Sophia.

"Jay, look at this." Jessie whispered. "She’s definitely breathing heavy."

"Yeah, she is, isn’t she."

"He’s making her horny in her sleep."

Just then Sophia’s mouth opened, in a little ‘O’, as her breath got just a little ragged and gasping. She was still sound asleep.

"This is perfect," Crash said, as he snapped one last picture of them. "Hmmm. End of the roll. I can’t wait to get these developed, and show them."

"That Walgreen's we saw in town has 1 hour developing."

Crash looked at Jess, then at his watch, then at Jess. Then he grabbed the car keys, and said, "Be back about four!" and ran out with the roll of film in his hand.

Jessie laughed, turned on the TV at low volume, grabbed a cup of tea from the pot, and sat down in the other couch.

An hour later, Sophia stirred. She didn’t quite open her eyes, but she was half awake, and her first sensation was a delicious pressure on her breast. "MMMMmmmmmmmmmmmm" she hummed, as she put her own hand on top of Warren’s as he kneaded her breast in his sleep.

Then she heard soft giggling across from her. Her eyes fluttered open. "Hi, Jess," she said with a smile.

"Hi, yourself. Enjoying yourself?"

"Hmmmmmmmm…..yup."

"He’s been doing that for an hour, in his sleep. It’s been fascinating to watch."

"Ah, that explains the river running down my legs."

"I think it’s leaking onto my legs," she heard from above her.

"Hiya, handsome," she looked up and said to Warren.

"Hi, beautiful," He looked over. "Hiya, She-Devil. Where’s the Crashmeister?"

"Had to run an errand so he went back into town."

"Aah." Sophia flipped herself over so that she was facing him, and wrapped him up in a long kiss.

"Gag, gag, gag," Jessie joked. "Can’t you guys wait until you get into the bedroom? Shit, I already had to clean up the dining room table after you guys."

"Oops," Sophia blushed.

"The dining room table? Cheez," Jess said. "Crash surmised that you guys somehow were so hot you couldn’t make it to the bedroom."

"That’s actually true." Sophia recounted the events of the day.

"That is so totally you two I can’t believe it," Jessie stated. "Sounds very hot, in a Warren-and-Sophia kind of way."

Sophia cracked up. "It was memorable."

Jessie looked at Warren. "Warren, you OK?"

"Fine, Jess. Really."

"You seem a little withdrawn. Towards me."

Warren smiled at her. "No, Jess. I am fine. Better than fine. I’m just not totally awake yet."

Jess laughed. "Good. I was afraid you were still feeling awkward, and towards me. I thought I was going to have to beat it out of you. I have the deep seated need to mercilessly ride your Prep Boy ass with my witty repartee, and if you were going to start getting all pissy on me, I was going to have to deck you."

"What, the claws weren’t enough? I think one or both of you ladies is going to have to put salve on my back." Jess and Sophie both cracked up. "No, Jess, I am fine. Really. First I got your Miss Sensible routine outside this morning, then Pookie and I had a talk about it."

"Plus she danced nude with you and let herself be put up wet and rode hard on the table, just to seal the deal."

Warren laughed. "There is that."

Just then Crash came crashing in. "Evening, ladies and Warren."

"Get em?" asked Jess.

"Yup." He withdrew an envelope.

"Whatcha got?" Sophie asked?

"Pictures." Jess smiled. "Jay finished a roll, so he took ‘em to be developed. Here." Jessie started handing the pictures one by one to Sophia and Warren. "Those are your copies, Jay got two sets."

The first bunch of pictures were leafed through. There were some mundane vacation-type ones, and some funny ones, like one of Warren holding a fish, a hilarious one of Warren and Jessie making dinner, and one that Warren took of Jason and Jessie dancing—well, attempting to dance—that had them all in stitches.

And, of course, there was the obligatory Jay-feeds-Jess-grapes picture.

And then they came to the last three in the roll.

"These were taken this afternoon. This is what you guys looked like when we walked in the door," Jessie said.

"Aw, how sweet," said Sophia.

"And this is a little while later," Jess said with the second picture, "after Warren let his fingers do the walking." Sophia burst out laughing, as Warren blushed.

"And here, a few minutes after that," Jessie handed over the last one, "Sophia either felt those fingers or was having a really good dream." Now it was Warren’s turn to crack up, and Sophie’s to blush.

"I tell ya, sometimes a good photographer just has to walk in the room at the right time," Crash quipped.

"These are fantastic," Sophia said. "Do you have the negatives, Jay?"

"Sure."

"I want them blown up. I want to hang them on my wall." Sophia said.

"Yeah," said Jess, "and maybe Jay can blow ‘em up for his first exhibition. I can see it now: The Photographs of Jason Kowalski: Warren Catches A Fish, Sunset Over The Lake, over here we have Dinner At Eight, we can call this one Grapes Before Bedtime, and, then, the piece de resistance, Sophie Gets Felt Up."

Warren made dinner, which everyone enjoyed. Afterwards, he and Sophia decided to play a game of chess, while Jess and Jay curled up on the couch.

"Hey, look," Sophie said at one point. "Jay and Jess are actually cuddling. I think I just saw her kiss his neck without biting it! I’m shocked and stunned. Where’s that damn camera?"

Whereupon Jess looked up over the couch and shot Sophia her "death" look, one she rarely used and just about never with Sophia. Sophia was a bit taken aback. Jess, getting upset at teasing? JESS? She looked at Warren, who shrugged his shoulders. They went back to the game.

After they finished—Sophia was all excited, because she won, a rare enough occurrence—Sophia and Warren headed off to the bedroom.

"You guys staying out here?" Sophia asked.

"Yeah. What, are you and Warren the only ones allowed to cuddle around here?" Jess said, with real venom.

"No, of course not," Sophia said, taken aback again. "Well, good night," she said, walking with Warren into the bedroom.

"What’s gotten into her?" Sophia said after they had closed the door.

"That’s a good question."

"Well, I’m not going to push it now, she’s clearly not in the mood. I’ll ask her tomorrow what’s up. Meantime, come here, Snugglebear." She grabbed him—by the crotch—and pulled him towards the bed.

"What, didn’t you get enough this morning and afternoon?" Warren joked.

"There is no such thing as ‘enough’, not with you." She pulled his pants down, and kneeled in front of him. "Enough of this beautiful thing? Perish the thought," she giggled.

They actually were tired from the day’s exertions, and passed out fairly early. When Warren woke up he glanced at the clock, and noticed it was only about 5:00. That didn’t surprise him, they had passed out about 9:00. And, as he became more awake, he realized something. Sophia was on top of him, sprawled out, her head on his shoulder, her arms and legs wrapped around him—and his dick was still buried in her pussy. Shit, he thought to himself, we really were tired. I’m amazed I was actually able to sleep with her wrapped around me—all of me—like this.

He looked at Sophia. She was the most gorgeous thing ever. She was flushed and panting a bit—big surprise, she’d probably been doing that all night—but she was definitely asleep.

Hmmmm. Well, here’s a wake up call for you, Pookie, he thought, as he gently rolled them over so he was on top of her, and then slowly withdrew his dick and slowly slid it back in.

He did it very slowly and very deliberately, trying to gently fuck her awake. It worked.

"Hmmmmmm…oooooooooh…..oooooooohhhh…HUH?" Sophie said, now fully awake.

"Good morning, Pookie."

"Warren?" She realized that he was fucking her. "Oh WOW what a way to wake up!"

"Well, we actually fell asleep with me in you, you were on top of me. Slept all night like that." She looked at him, amazed. "I woke up and I was all the way in and hard as a rock. I’m gonna pass up an opportunity like that?"

She giggled, panting, as he, still slowly, moved in and out of her. "Well, that explains some of the dreams I was having last night."

"Oh, really?"

"Oh, yeah. Baseball bats, telephone poles, a crosstown bus, the Empire State Building, all attached to you and inside me.." Warren laughed and buried his head into Sophia’s neck, so he wouldn’t laugh too loud. "Good boy. Mustn't wake the neighbors," as she pointed to the other bed.

"Oh, yeah? And what will the neighbors do if I bring you to orgasm, and you try to reach Quebec with your wailing?"

"Well, you’ll just have to prevent that, then, Studmuffin." She reached her hands up to the back of his head. "Kiss me, you fool."

He did, long and deep, and then nibbled on her lips and kept kissing her, as his cock plunged deep into her pussy. She was groaning and gasping, and even let off a couple of little wails into Warren’s mouth. "Oh, God, Warren, I’m gonna make my mother let you move into my room with me—I wanna wake up like this every morning."

Warren just laughed. "Close?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Hold on. And if you feel the need to scream, kiss me first." He picked up the pace, as she wrapped her legs tightly around his hips. "Oh, Jesus, Warren," Sophie moaned. "I guess you’re awake now, huh?"

He just smiled, and kissed her, as she moaned into his mouth. Then, he felt her body stiffen, her back arched, and her pussy spasmed around his dick. He watched her cum, still pumping, and then finished himself off with a little assistance from Sophia’s very well controlled muscles.

"Shit, Soph," he said after they had finished, "I think you bit my tongue."

She giggled, "But I didn’t wake the neighbors." Warren looked over at Jay and Jess, still sound asleep. "And believe me, you really made me want to scream."

Warren smiled at her, and then quickly withdrew and went to disentangle.

"In a rush, Snugglebear?"

"When guys wake up, shortly thereafter, they usually have to pee. When guys wake up and right away fuck their girlfriends silly, they really have to pee."

Sophia giggled, and watched him run to the bathroom.

He actually had to do number two, also, so he was in the bathroom for a bit. When he came out, he saw Sophia on the couch, wearing a tee-shirt and a pair of panties, and clutching her long robe. She had next to her his underwear, pair of shorts, and shirt. "Here, Snugglebear, put these on."

"What’s up, Pookie?"

"I’m in love, I’ve been well-fucked, and I want to take my man down to the lake and watch the sunrise."

"Yes, ma’am." He grinned.

While he got dressed, she went into the kitchen and poured tea from the pot she had brewed into the two travel cups that they had brought with them. Then she walked out to the living room.

"Ready to show a pretty girl a pretty sunrise, mister?"

They walked, hand in hand, down to the dock.