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."
I could tell gorgeous met something more the way Chrissy stretched out that word. I wisely decided to wait to ask that question. As we waited for the food, we started talking about the kids and such. Chrissy dotes on her kids all the time. They are at a young age which explains it. Chrissy also explained to me how much she appreciated James allowing her to play that weekend. The mention of his name didn't hit me as hard as it did the rest of the weekend so far. Chrissy saw the slight moment of hesitation. "You don't seem as worried, lover."
I started explaining how I was a bit apprehensive initially about the weekend and how Chrissy made me feel more comfortable. I also confessed how I wish I had more time than a weekend. Chrissy smiled. "What we need to do is get you a real woman to spoil you. Of course, I'd have to pick her out," she said confidently.
I laughed gently. It wasn't as if I didn't want a real woman in my life, but the weekend with Chrissy so far showed me that I could have all the excitement I wanted to with a woman in my life. I just wish Chrissy had a sister. "Nice try, Nick. I was an only child," she said as if she was reading my mind. "You'll find someone and besides, it's not like you're gonna stop seeing me."
The last line made me smile. The fantasy seemed to heat up. Before I could speak, the doorbell rang. Chrissy slid off the couch and grabbed a pen before she went to the door. Initially, I forgot about the robe she was wearing before she opened the door. "Hi!!!" she exclaimed as if she was seeing an old friend for the first time.
The door opened to reveal this shorter woman of Asian descent smiling shyly. I looked and saw she was a little shorter than Chrissy. She was slender, wearing the trademark white blouse and black dress pants. I then saw Chrissy as a nipple was trying to peek out of the robe. "I see the robe looks hot on you, lady," the delivery woman said before Chrissy blushed.
"Nick, this is my good friend Mae. Mae, this is Nick. He's James' friend."
I extended my hand before Mae handed Chrissy the bag and leaned in for a hug. Her hug felt nice even if it was unexpected. "Nice to meet you, Nick. Chrissy told me so much about you," she whispered in a sultry way before stepping back.
