I must have dozed off, because I heard a sound that sounded like glass rattling in the kitchen. Could this have been real, could I have just had a young girl from PCC make love to my cock with her mouth? I looked down and my robe was open shorts were across the room and I knew that either it had indeed happened or I'd had one hell of a wet dream! Clearing my head, I realized that I was hearing sounds from the kitchen. Making my way to my feet, I almost stumbled over the pink tee shirt lying on the floor. "Oh god," I breathed as I thought about it all being real.
"Kristen?" I called out as I walked into the kitchen. The smell of freshly brewing coffee moved gently through the air.
"Yes John," she answered back. I walked through the door and there the young girl stood at the stove, barefoot and naked from the waist up. It appeared that she was cooking something. "You hungry John?" she asked.
"Uh, yeah," I replied as I pulled my robe together. "Look Kristen, I'm sorry for what happened earlier. I'm not sure what came over me."
Kristen stopped her labors for a moment and turned and looked at me. "You're sorry John?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take advantage of you," I said as I looked down at the floor.
"Didn't you enjoy it?" she asked as she turned out the fire.
"Oh god yes!" I almost shouted. "It was the most wonderful thing this old man has had happen to him in a long, long time!"
"Well first of all," she said putting the utensils that she was stirring the food with down. "First of all John, you didn't take advantage of me. Secondly," she said as she walked toward me, "secondly it was one of the most intense times that I have ever spent with a man and I will never forget it as long as I live."
"But I am supposed to be a responsible adult and I should have been in more control of myself," I said as she stood there, her firm breasts almost calling out for me to touch them.
"I think you showed too much control John. I think you are a precious soul and I would have kept going but my jaws got so tired!" Kristen winked at me and then put her arms around my neck and pressed her tight young body into mine. Instinctively, my hands went to her back and I held her tightly.
"I just hope you weren't disappointed at the size of my little friend," I said chuckling.
"Oh no John. It wasn't your little friend I was loving, it was the man that carried his little friend around," she said as her hand moved down and gave my ass a hard squeeze through my terry robe. "Besides," she whispered in my ear, "it's just the right size for sucking." Pulling away from me she motioned to the table. "I'm hungry, let's eat!" she said excitedly as she walked to the cupboard and took a couple of bowls and put them on the table.
"And I am hungry too!" I said as she walked to the table. "What are we having?"
"Chili!" she said. I looked at the clock and it was almost 1 a.m.
"It's kind of late to be eating chili isn't it sister?" I asked as she dipped the hot mixture into the bowls.
"It's never too late or too early for chili John," she said as she put the pot back on the stove. "Now let's eat John!" she said with a motherly tone in her voice.
"Chili it is," I said as I poured coffee into my cup. "After you young lady," I said as I pulled her chair out and she sat down.
"Why thank you sir," she said in her best southern drawl as I pushed her to the table. We both laughed and I took my place at the table. "I think there's something wrong here sir," she said her eyes fluttering, still carrying on the "Gone With the Wind" facade.
"Oh and what is that Miss Scarlet?" I asked.
She jutted her breasts out and ran her hand down them. "Well sir, I do believe I am at a disadvantage sir!"
"And what is that disadvantage my little southern belle?"
"Well sir," she said as she moved her hands down her front, pushing her shapely young breasts and then letting them go. I smiled as I watched them bounce on her chest. "It seems that I have no shirt on and you do and I just don't think that's fair my dear man!"
"Well, I do declare I believe you are right young lady," I said as I stood up and untied my robe. I pulled it from my shoulders and then removed my shirt. I threw them in a pile in the corner of the kitchen. "There, how's that?" I asked as I stood there totally nude before her.
"Oh my sir! It is a lovely sight," she said, "but I'm afraid that now the tables have turned!"
I sat back down and watched as Kristen stood up. Long, silky black hair shined in the lights of the kitchen. Kristen pushed her chair back and stood before me. Winking at me, she gave me that shy little girl look and then she put her hands into the loose waist of her sweat pants. "I think there's only one thing to do sir, either you put your shorts back on, or I do declare, I am just going to have to remove my drawers!"
"Oh my," I said trying to act like a southern gentleman. "I believe it is your call ma'am!"
With a twinkle in her large brown eyes, I watched in total ecstasy as Kristen began to push her sweat pants down. As her naval came into view, my mouth almost watered. "Oh yes Miss Scarlet, I do believe you have made a jim dandy decision!" Slowly, teasingly, she pushed her sweats down a little more until just a few of her jet-black pubic hairs poked over the top.
"Shall I go on sir?" she asked, enjoying this game way too much!
"I wouldn't have it any other way ma'am," I said as my eyes burned into her young flesh. Pleased with my reaction, I watched as the young girl slowly pushed the sweats down across her hips until her neatly trimmed pubic bush was exposed to me. Once again Kristen was in control of the situation and she knew it. I licked my lips and she smiled and then pushed her sweats all the way down and then stepped out of them. Holding her hands to her sides, she turned around several times and then stopped. "What do you think John?" she asked as she put her hands on her hips.
"I think," I stopped short. "I mean WE think," I said in reference to my cock, which had already started to recover nicely. "WE think that you are the most glorious creature that God ever put on the face of the earth my dear," I said as I stood up. My penis was standing up at a 45-degree angle and a very pleased look came over Kristen's face.
"Well thank you sir!" she said. "Now let's eat!"
"I think I'll have my desert first," I said as I walked toward the refrigerator.
"Desert?" she asked. "I didn't make any desert."
"Maybe you didn't make any," I said as I took a can of whipped cream from the shelf, "but I think we can improvise!" I said as I put it on the cabinet.
"Just what are you going to do John?" she asked as she watched me remove some more items.
"I just told you girl, I'm going to have desert!" Kristen's brown eyes were as large as silver dollars as I closed the refrigerator door and took the items to the table. I removed the bowls of chili and sat them on the cabinet and cleared the table.
"What are you going to put that stuff on John?" she asked as I walked toward her.
"I'm going to put it on something I've been wanting to eat for a long time my dear," I said as I put arms around her. Not waiting for her to react, I picked her up and sat her on the edge of the table.
"Oh my god John! What are you doing?"
"Just relax Kristen," I said as I leaned forward and placed a warm, wet kiss on her lips. I felt her moan into my mouth as my hard dick touched her on the inside of the leg. My tongue moved between her wet lips and hers met mine as I invaded her mouth. We kissed passionately, wrestling tongues for a moment and then I released my lips from hers. Keeping her lips tightly on my tongue as I moved back, it made a smacking sound as it came out. Her hand moved down between my legs and gave my hard cock a gentle squeeze. "You're hard again John!" she said as she held onto it.
