The Day After

"Nghmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." You groaned as you sat up in bed, your head pounding from your hangover. Your recollection hazy, you tried to piece together what you'd done last night. You remember having to work on one of your days off, getting off late at night, heading to a local bar to relax, ordering a drink, being approached by some woman with purple hair, chatting it up with her...

Hearing movement in the bed beside you, you looked over to find the same purple-haired woman, lying naked next to you in bed, her back facing towards you. Realizing that you were naked as well, it didn't take you long to piece what had happened together. Stepping out of bed and looking into the wastebasket nearby, you found a used condom near the top of the pile inside. Congratulating your drunken self on his common sense, you walked over to the dresser, avoiding your discarded clothes, pulled out a pair of pajama pants and slipped them on. Yawning, you stepped out of the bedroom as you started hearing more shifting from the bed.

Walking into your kitchen, you rummaged through the drawers, looking for your coffee packets. Finding them buried underneath some condiments in your bread drawer, you pulled out two packets and brought them over to your coffee machine and fired it up. Leaning back against the counter, your head started to droop as you felt it throbbing in pain.

"Mhmmmmm...good morning, handsome." The sudden noise startled you as your head shot up to see the purple-haired woman walking into your kitchen. She was wearing nothing else other than your work shirt, which was hung open, barely concealing her nipples while her ample bosom caused it to pull up, leaving her lower body completely exposed. Rubbing her eyes, she walked over to the counter you were leaning against and joined you, giving you a good look of her ass pressed up against the edge as she let out a yawn of her own. "So what's on the menu for this morning, handsome?" she asked as she started to run her fingers through her long, unkempt hair.

Breaking out of your trance, you quickly took the filled cup out from the coffee machine and handed it to her. You'd intended for it to be yours, but you weren't about to spit in the face of hospitality, especially after having a one-night-stand with an attractive woman. She gingerly took the cup from you as she held it up to her face and took a deep whiff. "Mmmmmm...smells good." You rummaged through your cupboards for another cup as you informed her that your creamer was in the fridge, placing it in the machine as you heard her open your fridge. Filling up your own cup, you saw her place the creamer on the counter near you as she took a seat at your kitchen table. You finished pouring yourself a cup as you added the creamer and started towards the table, sitting down as she took her first sip. "You really know how to make a cup of coffee, handsome."
"Uh...thanks...uh..."
"Oh, are you really telling me you wouldn't remember a pretty woman's name?" she asked, teasingly, though you saw a hint of worry in her eyes. Scanning your hazy memories again, you remember the woman introducing herself early on in your conversation last night, before you'd gotten completely drunk.
"Of course not! I remember your name, it's Rin." The woman gave a small giggle and a look of relief as you correctly recalled her name. Resting one of her elbows on the table, she took another sip from her cup of coffee.
"So, what are we doing today, handsome?" The question nearly made you choke on your drink. You'd barely known this woman for a night and now she was acting all lovey dovey? Well, you had to admit, she was pretty beautiful...it couldn't hurt to let her hang around for a while.
"Well, today's my day off, so just relaxation, honestly." Rin started to stretch as you finished talking, standing up with her empty cup in hand.
"Sounds good to me...?" She asked, subtly asking for your name.
"Anon. My name's Anon."
With a smile on her face, she walked over to you to take your now-empty cup, giving her a great view of her vulva and the faint purple hairs on her crotch. As she took your cup and walked over to the sink, she gave you a great shot of her backside, swaying her hips slightly with every step she took.

You stood up as she started filling up the cups with water to soak, walking into your living room and crashing down on the couch, fishing for the remote. You turned on the TV and started flipping through channels as Rin walked into your living room. Expecting her to take a seat on your recliner nearby, you nearly jumped when you felt her touch and your chest and saw that she was climbing on top of you to recline on you instead. Laying her head on your chest, her long, messy purple hair spreading out across your body, she positioned herself so that her butt was positioned perfectly on your member. Gravity was no longer on the side of your work shirt, as her breasts slightly spread due to her position as your shirt finally gave up, pooling onto her arms as her bare breasts were exposed, the puffy, pink nipples serving to draw your attention to the small mole on her chest. Such a great view of her body caused your dick to start getting erect, which you could tell that she felt, since she let out a small giggle and started to wiggle her hips, accelerating your growth.

Trying to force your focus back on the TV, you started flicking through channels again, finally stopping on some football game. Bored, you turned your head to look at Rin, who had her eyes closed and was seemingly relaxing herself, and gingerly took a small bunch of her hair and gave it a smell. It smelt like some kind of sickly sweet strawberry shampoo, way too strong for your liking, though you had to admit that it gave her hair a very silky feeling to it. Snaking your right hand to her stomach, you started to feel up her skin. It felt heavenly to touch, a smoothness that you thought could only be matched by some of the finest fabrics in the world. You started to stroke her stomach, feeling the softness of her skin underneath your hand as she started to giggle from your touch. Eventually she pushed your hand away as she flipped over, pressing her bare breasts against your chest as she gave you a hungry look and a sly smile.
"Mhmhmhm, you really have a way with your hands, handsome." She slowly slid down your body, her bosom still pressed up against you, causing your erection to become dangerously hard and creating an absolutely massive tent pole in your pants.

Sitting up on her knees, she leaned in towards your tent pole as she brought a finger up to her lips. "Oh my, did I do this to you?" she asked as she grabbed the head of your covered member with her index finger and thumb on her other hand, slowly moving it around. "I'll have to take care of this, won't I? After all, it was my body that caused this..." she said, slowly sliding your work shirt off her body and onto the floor. Snaking her fingers under your waistband, she slowly pulled down your pants, letting your throbbing member flop free from its containment as she gave it a small kiss.

Stopping her before she went further, you brought her face to yours and pulled her in for a kiss on the lips. You explored each others' mouths as you kicked off your pants, your hands exploring the entirety of her body. Eventually, you both broke away as you motioned to her to look in the drawer in the nearby endtable. After a bit of rustling, she pulled out a condom, that sly smile on her face still.
"Are you ready to start your lesson, handsome?" she asked as she opened the packet, taking the condom into her hands and applying it to your waiting member. Positioning her lower lips above it, she hovered there, waiting for your response. Placing your hands on her hips, you smirked and looked right into her eyes, saying, "Ready when you are, Sensei."

Then she lowered herself onto you with a cry of pleasure, starting your one-on-one, intimate lesson.