She felt his hand on her stomach and thus began the routine. She was still mostly asleep but let out a slight grunt of irritation and turned over on her side. It would be an hour before she needed to wake up and get ready for work. He always rose before her. He snuggled up against her and cupped her breast. Her annoyance faded as it always did and she began drifting down into something more than just sleep. Only the edges of her mind ever remembered this morning ritual.
His hand touched her knee and her leg lifted on its own. His body repositioned slightly, long practice making it easy. She wasn’t aroused in the slightest, but as soon as his hard shaft pressed against her slit it lubricated for him instantly. She was deep in the sleep-like trance as he slowly eased into her. Her fitbit always said she was awake during this hour even though it was often her most restful sleep. Of course it was a bug, something to laugh about.
She almost found herself snoring as he used her cunt. It continued and after a while some part of her brain registered his warm spray deep inside her. Her pussy contracted in kind and she let out a soft moan as a slow burning orgasm worked through her deeply sleeping brain.
He whispered to her then. The words helping shape her mind and future day. Exercise routine number three. She would be happy about it. Focus at work, let the stress just roll off her. Give him a blowjob in the car while they waited for the kids’ soccer practice to end. Cum for him when she swallowed. Be positive. Be happy. She sighed as the deepest part of the trance hit her, his cum leaking gently from her lower lips as she sank. She was dead to the world when he hit the shower.
She snored cutely while her brain finished the routine.