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“Amateur. Fine, I’ll give you three tastes and three guesses. Is that good enough?” I ask.
“Yes, I’ll take that,” she concedes.
I grab another lemon poundcake strawberry, “open,” I command.
“Hmm, that is so good, but okay, let me focus. It’s definitely lemon cake and strawberry,”
“Is that your final answer?”
“No, I want all three of my chances first.”
“I think you just want to eat them all. You aren’t even trying to guess.”
“Yes, I am,” she says vehemently.
“Yeah, right.” I say as I place another strawberry to her lips.
“Okay, and I am only guessing this because it’s you. That’s a lemon cake-covered strawberry,” she guesses.
“Wrong,” I say with a smile. “But you were really close.”
She reaches up and pulls the blindfold down, “You’re lying! I know what I tasted!”
“It was lemon pound cake covered strawberry,”
“Really, Jaa? How in the world am I supposed to be able to taste the difference between a regular cake and a pound cake when it’s crumbled up like that?”
“Damn baby, I didn’t know you were this competitive.”
“I want all my requests for as long as we are here.”
“Fine, you make a valid point. I’ll give you that one. Now put your blindfold back on,” she shimmies back in her seat and hurriedly places the material back in place.
“Okay, what’s next? And finish your story, please.”
“Eventually my mom started letting me cook easy things, but I always wanted to add extra things or try cooking it in ways that were unconventional. For the most part, my mom was indulgent, and soon I was cooking whole meals. I would study cookbooks, ingredients, and the different types of meats and cuts. We didn’t have TV cooking competitions for kids back then and I am willing to bet if they did and I got on it, I would have won,” I tell her. “Ready?”
“Yes,” she says, immediately opening her mouth.
“Hmm, that’s Capicola.”
“That’s two for you.” I go on to tell her about my mother letting me cook more and more until the point where I was cooking all by myself, and she, my dad, and my siblings became my guinea pigs. I fed her the brunch I prepared, letting her guess what she was eating. By the time I got to the last taste test, she was breaking even. I bring over the last thing for her to taste.
“Open wide, baby.”
“Is there any other way to open?”
“Behave.”
“Never!”
I feed her the cheesecake with passionfruit coulis, “Oh my gosh, that is delicious,” she moans out, causing my semi-hard cock to turn fully hard in an instant. “Any guesses?” I choked out.
“I know that is cheesecake, but I want to know what that is on top. I need another taste with more of that topping,” I pour more coulis on top of another bite of cake and feed it to her, spilling some of the coulis on the top of her breasts. I lean down, licking the topping off, catching her by surprise.
“Mmm,” she moans.
I grab the spoon, pouring the liquid on her breasts again. “You won this one baby,” I say before eating it off her again.
