I couldn’t pinpointwhat brought me out of a deep sleep, but something was off. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. Looking around, nothing seemed out of place in my room. Maybe I’d heard squirrels playing outside. I rolled out of bed and threw on the pair of boxers I left at the foot. We’d made it back late last night after an unexpected detour, and I barely made it to bed before collapsing and passing out.
I moved closer to my door and sniffed. Was that coffee brewing? Did Ty wake up early?That would be a first. He usually slept in later than I did. I sniffed again. Was that bacon, too?
I opened the door and stuck my head out. Ty’s door opened too, and he stuck his head out.
“Do you smell bacon?” he asked.
“I think so. And coffee. Who’s in our kitchen?”
Ty stepped out of his room in just his boxers, and I followed right behind him. He stopped just outside the kitchen and blocked my path. He turned back to me and put his finger to his lips.
Okay.What was going on?
I peeked around him. My jaw dropped at the same time as my morning wood made a full appearance.
Standing at the oven was Grace. Her back was to us, so she hadn’t seen us come in yet. It took me a minute to realize she was wearing Ty’s shirt that she stole on her way out the other day. Only his shirt from what I could tell. It went down to her mid-thigh but raised up when she lifted her arms to stir something on the stove. I licked my lips as it lifted just enough to show the bottom curves of her cheeks and more of her delicious thighs.
Her beautiful hair was tossed up in a knot on the top of her head. Her hips swayed as she cooked like she was dancing to music in her head.
I could hear the sizzling of the bacon she was frying. Fuck. She was cooking us breakfast. What did we do to deserve this?
I looked at Ty, and he nodded at me. He quietly took a few steps into the kitchen, and I noticed the tent in his boxers, too. He reached down and squeezed his cock. When Ty saw Grace was clear of the oven, he cleared his throat.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he said.
Grace jumped and let out a surprised screech, before turning around. When she saw us, she grinned.
“To what do we owe this pleasure?” I asked as we made our way around the center island that was cluttered with more breakfast fixings.
“Um, I hope you don’t mind.” Her smile dimmed. “I wanted to say sorry for rushing out on you guys the other morning.”
“Apologize? There’s no need to apologize. We know you had to get to training.” I gave her my most reassuring smile. It was sweet that she thought we would be mad at her.
“But if this is how you want to make it up to us, then we won’t stop you.” Ty came up behind her and grabbed her hips. He kissed the junction at her neck and moved down to her shoulder.
Grace leaned into him and tilted her head to give him better access.
I went and grabbed the spatula from her hand and took over the stove. She had bacon cooking, along with some grits and eggs. I saw toast on the island and fresh fruit. This woman was making us a good hearty breakfast.
I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. We were going to have to make it up to her, knowing that she had come here early on a day she probably had training just to fix us this amazing meal.
Grace whimpered at whatever Ty was doing. I turned and saw Ty had pulled her shirt up higher and had exposed her bare pussy for us to see.
“No underwear, peaches?” I lifted an eyebrow, and her cheeks reddened. “Good. We would have confiscated them, anyway.” I came up to her and claimed her mouth. It was like coming home. I hadn’t realized how much I missed her lips.
“I don’t think I’m going to be able to wait to eat.” Ty said, then picked up Grace and perched her on the island. “I think I need to have some of this sweet cream first.” Ty pulled her to the edge and dipped his head between her thighs.
Her moans filled the room, and I turned to the stove to adjust the burners and stir the eggs. It looked about done, so we would eat when Ty was finished. Then I would have my dessert.
I poured three cups of coffee and set them on the table. I drank in the sight of Grace’s head thrown back in pleasure, one of her legs draped over Ty’s shoulder with her hand pinning his head between her legs. I was almost jealous that he got to have a taste of her first this morning, but I knew my turn was next.
Ty licked her through her climax and then helped her from the counter and placed her in a chair at the table.
“Wait, I was supposed to be making this breakfast and serving you guys,” she said when I started bringing plates to the table for everyone to eat. She had done most of the work before we showed up.
“You did make this, peaches. Now just sit back and let us show you how much all this means to us.” I brushed a kiss on her lips before I went and grabbed the last bowl.
We ate breakfast, and Grace asked us about our rotation. I was surprised to realize how easy it would be to get used to coming home to hear after each shift. We told her about how uneventful it was, which was a good thing, but that we were glad to be back now. I wasn’t going to tell her anything about my hesitation and Ty convincing me to give this a chance. She told us about meeting the new vet and the upcoming physicals.
After we finished, I picked Grace up and carried her to my room while Ty threw all the dishes into the sink for later.