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Housekeeping Pt 03

Housekeeping Pt 03

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I opened the wine and poured Ji a glass then poured some scotch for me. I take it neat, no ice, water, or mixer. We sat in the living room as I said, "It smells wonderful, Ji."

"Thank you. I prepared the mandu earlier - they just need to be steamed and pan fried. The Gyeran Jjim has to be made when we are ready to eat as it doesn't keep well. Are you getting hungry?"

"I usually eat between 6:30 and 7, but any time you want is fine with me."

"Okay, I'll finish cooking everything. You can relax here or watch me in the kitchen, whichever you prefer," she said.

I followed Ji into the kitchen where she took the mandu dumplings out of the refrigerator as she grabbed six eggs. She set an earthenware pot on one burner, a steamer on another, and a wok on a third. After beating the eggs she poured them through a fine strainer, using a plastic ladle to force the few still clumped bits. Satisfied, she added anchovy broth to the eggs and set them aside.

Once the steamer came to temperature she put half the mandu into it and steamed them until done. At that point she placed them in the oiled wok and put the remaining ones into the steamer. She poured the eggs into the earthenware pot and covered it with a matching lid. While it all cooked she pulled three sauces and a small dish with chopped scallions in it out of the refrigerator and placed them on the table, which was already set.

Seven minutes later everything was finished at the same time. She put the steamed dumplings in one covered serving dish and the pan fried pot stickers in another. She placed a trivet on the table and, using potholders, put the egg pot on it, leaving a potholder to use to remove the lid.

"Please sit, Tate. Take as much of the eggs as you wish. It is traditional to top them with the scallions. These sauces are for dipping the mandu in. This one is tamari with cornstarch and sesame oil, this one is ponzu, which has a citrusy flavor, and this one is hoisin sauce with ginger."

"It all smells delicious, Ji."

"Thank you. In Korea it is traditional to serve guests first so please help yourself."

"Okay," I said, as I took four of each type mandu. Ji served herself and used a spoon to ladle some of the dipping sauces onto the mandu she had on her plate. I followed her lead, putting one spoonful of each sauce on one each of the steamed and fried mandu, leaving one of each plain.

I took the lid off the egg dish and was surprised to see that they had risen while cooking. When she poured the beaten eggs into the pot they only filled it about half way. While they cooked they rose until they reached the domed lid, so when I removed it they looked like a giant, yellow muffin, dotted with air holes. I took a large helping and then passed the serving spoon to Ji, who took a smaller portion.

As we ate, Ji told me about her porcelain figurines. "My grandmother began collecting them many years ago She worked in a mill that made them, as a painter. She set aside a small amount of money each payday and when she had enough, she used her employee discount to buy one. She worked there for over forty years and managed to purchase several hundred. My mother added a few before bequeathing the entire collection to me. I have many more in boxes, stored in the extra bedroom. The ones you see here are my favorites, although once a year or so I will put some of them in storage and replace them with different ones."

"Each painter was required to put their initials on the bottom for quality control, in case they found a painter making a lot of mistakes. My grandmother always looked for her initials and bought the ones she had painted if she could. I have many of hers," Ji explained.

"That's fantastic!" I said. "My dad's mom passed when he was sixteen. His father, a traditional immigrant from Italy with a daughter and son, remarried. When he passed in retirement she stole everything and disappeared before telling my aunt her father had died three days earlier. So we have almost no family heirlooms from that side of the family."

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"I am very sorry to hear that. Heritage is important," Ji said.

"I agree. Have you been back to Korea since you moved here?" I asked.

"No. I would love to go but I do not earn enough money to afford such a trip. Have you been to Italy?" Ji asked.

"No, although I have been to England where my mother's family is from. They first emigrated to Nova Scotia and Newfoundland in Canada and I have been to Nova Scotia but it was on business so I had no time to look for my relatives who used to still live there," I told her.

"Perhaps I will win the lottery one day and can take you to Italy on our way to Korea," she grinned.

"We'll just have to hope and see," I replied.

We had finished all the mandu and eggs so cleanup was just putting the left over sauces in containers and the dishes in the dishwasher. When we returned to the living room after I refreshed our drinks, I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. Her tongue swept across my lips which I opened to admit her. Our tongues danced together as our hands caressed each other's backs.

Emboldened by her earlier comments about finding a man to teach her about great sex, I let my hands slip down her back and onto her butt. She moaned into my mouth as I cupped her perfect cheeks and kneaded them gently. I felt Ji move her hands to my ass and mimic what I was doing to her's.

When I pulled my hands upward I pulled her blouse out of her shorts and slipped my hands under it. When she felt my fingers on her bare back she jumped slightly but moaned seductively. I caressed her back with my flat hands, careful to explore every inch of it. My fingers found her bra strap and slid beneath it, bringing forth more moaning. My right hand undid the clasp while my left continued exploring.

Ji pulled my polo shirttail out from my jeans and ran her hands across my bare back. I released her lips and stepped back, providing some space between us. My hands roamed across her hips and massaged her stomach before slowly moving up and beneath her loosened bra. "Oh!" Ji exclaimed as I took each breast in a hand. I knew they were at best A cups but might even be AA. Perfect for her petite frame, and a perfect fit for my hands.

Tilting her head back, Ji looked at me and pleaded, "Tate, please make love to me."

"I will never do anything to you, but I would be honored to make love with you," I responded. Taking my hand in her's, Ji led me to her bedroom. I unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it and her bra onto the chair in the corner. She pulled my polo shirt up and over my head, leaving us both naked from the waist up.I reached for the button of her shorts and paused, looking at her questioningly. Ji nodded and I continued to unsnap and then unzip them. I pushed them down over her hips to reveal sexy, lacy white bikini panties I suspected she had worn in anticipation of this moment.

Ji unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans as I kicked off my shoes. She pushed the jeans down and off as I raised first one then the other foot for her. She pushed each sock down and off while she was there. As she knelt on the floor her face was directly in front of my boxer briefs, and my fully erect cock was obvious. Ji looked up at me as she raised her hand and traced my bulge. "Take them off," I instructed, knowing she was eager to do so. Ji slipped her fingertips inside the waistband and tried to pull them off but the briefs got caught on my erection. She giggled as she pulled the waistband up and out to clear, then managed to push them all the way off.

"You are very large, Tate," she declared.

"I'm just on the upper end of average, Ji. About six and a half inches," I admitted.

"You are larger than my husband was, and although I've never seen it naked, I suspect you are larger than my son," she insisted.

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"From what you've said both of them are small in stature, taking after you. Most men are proportional, so it isn't surprising that shorter guys might be a bit smaller there as well. But except for porn stars, size doesn't really matter much. It's more about technique, and learning how to please a woman physically."

"Then you must show me, and now!" she cried out.

I slid her panties over her hips and down to her ankles where she stepped out of them. Her pubic hair was slightly sparse and neatly trimmed. When I reached down to touch her there I found it to be very soft. She moaned again when she felt my fingers on her labia. She threw back the bedspread and top sheet and pulled me to the bed.

I laid her on her back and laid on my side next to her. As I kissed her lips my hand returned to exploring her perfect breasts. Her nipples were now hard and erect as my palm grazed over them in turn. She was trembling in excitement and, possibly, a tiny amount of trepidation. I kissed my way down her neck and across her chest until I reached her breasts. I kissed each one then took a nipple between my lips and sucked and nibbled.

"Oh my, Tate! That feels wonderful! Is it okay for me to talk?" Ji asked.

"Absolutely. I want to know what you like and what you don't, hon," I said before filling my mouth with her other nipple. "Mmmmm, so nice," she mumbled.

I reluctantly let go of her nipples and began kissing my way south. She giggled lightly, apparently slightly ticklish on her tummy. But when I found her navel and teased it with my tongue she once again moaned in delight. Part of me wanted to draw this out as long as possible but I was also extremely eager to reach my intended destination. I kissed my way down the crease between thigh and torso until my lips were about to reach her labia. I pulled up and bypassed them, kissing up the matching crease on her other leg. When I reached the top I kissed her just above her slit, careful to avoid the clit for now.

Repositioning myself between her legs I kissed her slit, causing her to cry out loudly. She was already wet but I surmised she would be getting much wetter before long. I pushed my tongue out to its' limit and ran the tip from her perineum up her slit until just below her clit, which had made itself known by growing out of its' hood. I continued to ignore it for now as I licked back down her slit until I reached her opening and thrust my tongue inside.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!," Ji cried out. "No one has ever done this to me!"

"Just lay back and let me please you, Ji. It gets better."

I pushed my hands beneath her ass to lift her for better access. I began thrusting my tongue in and out of her pussy while kneading her ass cheeks with my hands. Ji started twisting her hips side to side. I lifted my head and asked, "Trying to get away from me?"

"NO!!! Trying to help! Is it okay?"

"Of course. You can't know what you like unless you try things," I assured her before returning my attention to her delicious pussy, now very wet. Deciding it was time, I moved up and wrapped my lips around her clit. Ji moaned even louder and literally screamed when I began flicking the tip of my tongue back and forth across it. She lifted her hips off the mattress, pressing herself even tighter to my face as her body was wracked by her first orgasm of the evening.

I eased up on her clit as she rode the waves of climax washing through her body. By my count she peaked five times before collapsing back on the bed, exhausted. It took several minutes for her to catch her breath and get it under control. "Oh my god! I have never felt like that before!" she cried out.

"Are you saying you've never had an orgasm before?" I asked, incredulously.

"Never with my husband. Since I learned a few things from porn I have been able to make myself cum but it is nothing like that!"

"Ji, I love that you are able to speak openly about sex. We have so much more to explore as we continue."

"I can't wait," she said.

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