Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 16
I decided to make omelets and Sandra demanded to be allowed to help. So I pulled out some tomatoes, onions, mushrooms and spinach and had her chop them while I whipped the eggs with some spices. I opted against using the bacon, as only a madman fries bacon naked. I sautéed the onions and mushrooms then set about making our feast. As we cooked, our naked bodies would rub against each other. I was surprised at how comfortable she seemed being nude with me, so I commented on it as she bent over to get some biscuits out of the fridge. Holy shit! What an amazing view. She glanced at me over her shoulder and blushed, "Don't you like it?"
"Of course do!" She stood and I watched her blush deepen. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me so I could kiss her nose, "I was just a bit shocked. I've had women who I dated for years that would have insisted on wearing a robe."
She giggled, "I just have always been comfortable being naked." She shrugged, "Plus after spending a week in a dorm with four girls during cheer camp lost any sense of modesty I had left." My cock swelled at the thought of four naked cheerleaders, which caused her to giggle again. She stroked it softly, "I see that someone likes that idea" She kissed me tenderly, "But I'm famished," she wagged her finger under my nose, "so hands off until you feed me!" She laughed and scampered away toward the oven. I shook my head and set about finishing our breakfast.
When I sat down to eat, Sandra slid into my lap, "This seat looks comfy."
I chuckled, "I'm sure it is. But I need you to sit on the other side." She pouted and stood. When she started walking to the chair opposite me, I grabbed her hand, "No baby. I meant I needed my left arm so I could eat." She squealed and jumped back into my lap kissing my cheek and neck. I laughed as she wiggled on my growing erection, "I thought you said I had to feed you first."
Sandra began taking big bites, obviously trying to finish her breakfast as quickly as possible. I laughed and dug in myself. After gorging ourselves, I learned back in the chair. I softly stroked her stomach. Sandra groaned and pushed my hand away, "Unless you want to see that gigantic omelet again, you'll have to wait."
I laughed, "Sorry. With all the running and working out, I eat a lot. You didn't have to eat it all, ya know?"
"But it was so yummy!" her voice dropped to a whisper, "And it was the first time a guy cooked for me." She wiggled against me, getting comfortable.
I started stroking her stomach again, "I am not trying to start something baby. It feels good to touch you."
Sandra turned her head and kissed me softly, "You are an amazing guy" She laid her head on my shoulder and sighed contentedly as she nuzzled my neck.
Shit. I had to say something, "Sandra, we need to talk."
"Why? I know what you are going to say."
"Look, you are an incredibly attractive young woman and last night was out of this world. But we barely know each other." The silence stretched out between us uncomfortably, so I added, "Plus I am old enough to be your father."
Sandra bolted upright, "Oh my GAWD! You are totally not! You would have been, what? 12? 13?"
I chuckled, "No hun, I am 16 years older than you."
"UGH! Still, you are way too young to be my father!" She punched my shoulder, "I can't believe you even said that." She huffed loudly and turned her back to me with her arms crossed. Over her shoulder I could see that pushed her ample bosom together, causing my dick to stiffen under her.
Because I am a genius when it comes to women, I continued, "Well, it would have been technically possible." She whirled and punched me again. I could tell by the glint in her eye that it would be best to drop this topic, "Okay, okay! give! But we are at two totally different life stages."
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