I hate waking up. It takes me ages to come round and start feeling human. DP is very aware of this as he bitches and moans about it every morning. DP is used to getting up at 5.30, I hate anything before 7.
So this morning he wakes up at 5.30, tries to get me to wank him but I'm having none of it so he gets up n ready etc. all ok so far.
Then a 6.30 he comes up again and starts touching me up...it's still a no (well its actually more of a series of grunts and moans tbh).
So then...this is the bit that really riles me....he puts his fucking freezing cold hands on my legs and starts laughing! What a fucking knob! My screams wake ds up (who's also grumpy on a morning) and then DP leaves me to it and refuses to get ds up.
And that's where the story ends. I came stomping downstairs with a face like thunder, call him a knobhead and he calls me a few fruity words. Now he's not speaking to me.
Grrr...I hate mornings :(