i didnt rush into our lovemaking session...took my time to get
her reacquainted with me, my style of talking, my style of
caressing her....she couldnt get enough of it before...besides we
had the whole evening to ourselves uninterrupted...her current bf
was with her parents overseas in italy...hunting for some treasure
or other...unknowingly leaving behind a greater treasure for me to
fondle and play with...lol...
as i touched her bra strap it was fastened with 2 hooks in the
back...i commented that it was hot in the kitchen...the temperature
was indeed rising and it wasnt all due to the boiling water we had
put in the pan to cook the food in...lol...cindy was a simple
girl...easy to look after...despite the richness of her home, her
tastes were simple...tossed salad, some instant noodles, condiments
on the table, that would be a complete meal in her eyes...besides
it was healthy and kept the calories down...it was like we never
parted...i knew exactly what she wanted...a simple meal reminiscing
about how we used to laugh at silly jokes together...she had a deep
kinda laugh...a belly laugh you would call it...it came from deep
within her and her body shook with convulsions...she was a really
fun person to be with....mind you she could get angry at a flick of
a switch but if you punched the right buttons she could be a kitty
in your hands...i called her my tiger wrapped in paper, provided
you knew how to unwrap the layers...lol...
having sussed out the arrangement of her bra...i decided that
having a roll in the hay with a full stomach would be a better
option than a rumbling tummy...besides nothing satisfies a woman
more than her having known she's fed you to fulfilment...it's
almost sexual in a way how she'd watch you eat...slurping the
noodles down noisily without a care in the world knowing that the
only people in the world that mattered right at that moment in time
were you and her...we really enjoyed ourselves preparing the
meal...tearing the packets of flavouring we poured it on the
noodles as they came off the boil...it taste delicious...made more
so by cindy bending over the stove affording me a wonderful view of
her bum...she had a slim body but somehow with a skirt her bum
always appeared to bulge out in a sensual way...hips flaring out
waiting to be stroked...
i took a seat at the table sitting directly opposite her...i knew
where the plates were stored in the cupboards and took a massive
bowl out from her mother's cabinet..."hey, you've only taken one
bowl out you silly billy" she said laughing as she did so..."but
don't you think eating out of the same bowl would save on the
washing up later?" i chided her gently...she nodded her head in
agreement...her hair was parted on the side...and as she nodded her
head a few stray strands would become detached and fall over her
face, half covering her eyes...sometimes she'd purse her lips
upwards and blow them away, sometimes she'd use the back of her
hand to brush them back into place...it was like watching gwenneth
paltrow cook, so unconscious of the action was she...
i took a sip from the coke glass....hmm...you want some i asked
her....she said she'd get to it later but why didnt i drain the
glass first, there was plenty more in the fridge...it was a massive
fridge filled with cakes and chocolate cookies...she liked them
hard....so refrigerating them was a clever way to keep them crunchy
in a tropical climate like singapore...i like the cookies she
made...they had a certain taste that left a lingering scent in your
mouth, like nothing you can find in the supermarket shelves...she
was somebody special...it was like tasting her skin...
i refilled the glass with coke and sat down beside her..."hey,
you're supposed to sit over there" she said indicating the place
opposite the table..."oh, never mind...i've always sat here haven't
i?" "i suppose...oh well, it doesn't matter, cuz there's only one
bowl to eat out of" she said...i laughed my special laugh knowing
that in that moment i'd had her eating out of my hand...
