Made With Love For My Girlfriend

I can only tell You how fulfilling, how very right it felt to do so. And even then I didn’t swallow until the phone rang and I had to answer. I yawned and stretched like a cat, my body stiff in several places, my smile widening as I recalled why. But I did it, Sir. I only vaguely remembered noticing the pearly light of approaching dawn as I fell asleep in Your arms, and the clock on the nightstand, as well as slanting beams of sunlight coming through the window, showed that only a couple of hours had passed since then. But I did it, Sir. And then You washed me, Sir. “I’m working from home this morning.”
Hand in hand, we walked down the stairs once more, not speaking and just enjoying the moment.