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I lowered my head, gently kissed beside her ear and whispered, “Good girl.”
I would have liked to have fucked her then and there, but I didn’t.
I pulled on jeans, aware of her nakedness beside me. We went to the kitchen and I ordered her to make pancakes. Cooking for me, although she’d done it before, I’d always sensed it was with reluctance. For a woman, Jodie had a poor mothering instinct. Not that I wanted mothering exactly. But I figured a partner should want to care for the other.
But this time I had the upper hand. Though getting her to cook naked was bad when something hot might spatter. At my direction, she put on an apron that covered her front but not her ass. So while she cooked, I made sure to play with her tushie now and then. I squeezed it, I fondled it, and in spite of her squeals, I even bit it once. And I dreamed of fucking it. Damn the woman had a nice ass … a nice bruised ass.
“Now, you’re done,” I said, when the fry pan stuff was finished with and a pile of pancakes awaited on a plate. “You can sit up here.” I patted the counter top to the right of the sink. “Spread your legs and play with yourself.”
The look of horror on her face was amazing but she was learning. She compressed her lips.
“That bothers you? Doing it here? After cooking? Good. Get up. Obey and I won’t use the cane as your punishment. Take off the apron, though.” I advanced and squashed her against the counter while I reached behind her to undo the apron bow. I bent down and gave her a few kisses while I fiddled with the cord and unraveled the knot. Her sighs weren’t long in coming.
I kissed her again, drinking in those sighs.
“Good.” I pulled away, watching her as I did so. She was so complacent compared to the Jodie I once knew. It was kind of beautiful. If I could keep her this way forever, I would.
I took the apron off over her head, and tossed it aside.
“Up.” Again I patted the counter. This time she slid along and carefully hitched herself upward, sat, then spread her legs, ever so slowly.
God damn. That would never get old. All those pink bits on women would never ever get old. But…look nonchalant, in command. No, fuck it, not doable. I held back a swallow then stepped away and leaned against the wall with my erection pushing at the zip on the jeans.
“Let the show commence. Play with yourself.”
