He rolled out of bed, leaving his curly haired girlfriend, Emma, to sleep in. Before he left, he took one last glimpse at her. She was stunning. Curly blonde hair. Perky B cup tits. She was petit but had curves in all the right places. He was half tempted to wake her up and fuck her brains out but … it could wait.
When he came back from his morning run, he found Emma sitting on the floor in the kitchen. She was naked. Her legs were spread. She was urinating on the kitchen floor. When she looked up at him, she was mid-stream. She twirled her curly hair and looked away, smirking softly.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hello,” he said.
“I had to pee and … so … I hope you don’t mind?”
“Mm-mm, I don’t mind at all,” he said, stripping out of his clothes. “You’ve made quite a mess.”
“Am I in trouble?” Emma asked.
“Yes,” he said. “But I’m not mad at you. It’s okay. We’re just going to have to clean this mess up.”