It was at that moment that my stomach gurgled. Chrissy started laughing. "Wow, Nick, looks like someone's hungry already."
I looked at the clock next to her bed and noticed it was close to 2:00 in the afternoon. Time flies when you're with a beautiful woman. I then looked at Chrissy as she started walking over to her closet to grab a robe. It was a kimono style robe in white that seemed to barely cover her cute ass. As she turned, I could see that it barely covered her breasts too. It was truly a sexy look. "Did you want to borrow James' robe?" she asked.
James' robe wasn't sexy at all. It was black with red trim and it almost felt like I was swimming in it. Before I had the chance to ask why his robe was different, I looked at Chrissy again and got my answer. Chrissy started to walk downstairs and I had a daydream for a moment about pretending I was Hugh Hefner in a smoking jacket. I then followed as she walked closer to the kitchen.
I quickly wrapped my arms around her from behind and turned her so that my lips pressed against hers. She was surprised by the kiss, for sure. She returned it with an equal passion before we separated. "If you don't let me go, I can't feed you handsome," she said almost seriously except for the slight giggle in her voice.
"Does this mean I can't treat you to my cooking?" I asked, knowing her answer.
Chrissy, as I have said before, is a dynamite cook. As far as anyone knew, she had no formal culinary training. The downside is like anyone who loves what they do, they can get a little defensive on having someone do their thing in their own environment. I could tell Chrissy did not want me to cook. The catch was I didn't want her to cook either because I wanted to hold her and not let her go. It almost sounded like a stalemate. Luckily, my buddy's dime piece wife had the answer.
'Pizza or Chinese then?"
We decided on Chinese and took a few minutes to scour the menu. Chrissy seemed to concentrate although everyone in the world knew what she was going to order. I was an easy order too. As she placed the call, her credit card in hand, I was pondering the rest of the night. I knew in my head that James would be back around dinner time the next night and I was trying to conjure up what we could do til then. Obviously, sleep would not be high on the agenda, but I wanted to make it a fantastic weekend for Chrissy too.
"So, will Mae be delivering today, Chang?" I heard Chrissy say.
It sounded to me like Chrissy was a regular. As she smiled at me, she walked over. "So why do you always order the House Special Fried Rice?" she asked.
"I'm not a vegetable person, baby. Did you get your General Tao's chicken again?"
"Of course, lover. I also ordered some sushi also just to make it more filling."
"So, who's Mae?"
Chrissy blushed. "She's my favorite delivery person. We talk a bunch when she's not working. Plus she's gorgeous."