We walked, hand-in-hand, to Heather's kitchen, both of us wearing nothing but our smiles. I felt, in a strange way, a little more shyness than I normally felt. Heather seemed totally at home with our little nude jaunt. She carried herself well, walking smoothly and giggling most of the way. Her breasts, due mostly to their diminutive size, hardly bounced at all when she moved, but they still looked so beautiful. Mine wiggled from side to side. My nipples were like hard pebbles.
"I'll cook the bacon and eggs," she said as we got to the kitchen. "You make the coffee."
"Deal," I said, and we went about our separate ways to complete the tasks.
To prevent grease from burning the front of her body, Heather donned a short, white apron with a red lace border that made her pretty as a picture and, of course, showed off her delectable ass to perfection. Waiting for the coffee to brew, I sat at the breakfast table and watched her. Every once in a while she turned and gave me a wink or a smile. She chattered almost the whole time she was cooking, mostly about small things like her favorite foods or her fondness for animals. She told me about her job—an office manager at a warehouse—that she felt was kind of boring but at least put food on the table.
By the time the carafe of coffee was ready, Heather was scooping up the eggs and bacon and throwing them on our plates. I poured two cups of coffee, asked her how she liked hers, and put two small cubes of sugar in each. She threw her apron over the chair as she approached the table. I looked her up and down, taking in her awesome nakedness, and she blushed as she followed my eyes.
"Hey, you saw it all last night and again this morning," she said with a soft smile.
"I can never see enough of it, sweetie. You are absolutely gorgeous when you are naked. I just love looking at you like this."
"Lend me some of your boobs and I would be a lot happier."
I sensed she felt like there wasn't enough up top to make me happy. "Look, young lady, I happen to like every part of your sweet body and I wouldn't change one part it, not for the world."
"Thanks. You make me feel wanted."
She sat down next to me and we chatted some more. More small talk. More likes and dislikes. We found that we had a lot in common, like in movies and our love of animals, especially baby animals. Both of us enjoyed romantic comedies; neither of us liked television sitcoms. Heather liked to swim for exercise; I liked to take long walks. There wasn't one ounce of fat on her body; she took excellent care of it.
As she was talking about one of her favorite movies, Heather nonchalantly lifted her left leg up and placed her heel on the seat of the chair. The view she had just given me was out of this world. Her slit was perfect—a nice, puffy vulva and a gorgeous crack from the top of which peeked out, ever so invitingly, her full clitoral hood. I wanted to kneel on the floor and service it for the next few hours.
Finally, I spoke up. "Nice view," I said, looking straight at Heather's gorgeous cunt.
She blushed and looked down. "Oh, my. I wasn't even thinking."
She started to move her leg and I quickly stopped her by holding her left leg in place. "Don't. It's too lovely a view to take away."
Heather smiled. "And if I should take the view away?"
"Well, the spanking would have to be all the much harder, I guess."
She waited until I brought my cup of coffee to my mouth. "Only if you catch me!" she giggled as she quickly arose and started running toward the bedroom.
By the time I put my coffee cup down, the little stinker had a three step head-start on me. I turned and jumped out of the chair as fast as I could, catching a glimpse of Heather's perfect derriere half-way down the hall. I ran as fast as I could and gained ground when she entered her bedroom and tried to shut the door on me. I fell to my knees and with one quick movement, grasped her right ankle with two hands. She squealed like a Guinea pig and tried to turn away from me, but my grip was too strong. In the process of turning, she fell to the floor, on her side, full of constant giggles. I pushed the door open with my shoulder and pounced on her like a tigress. I crawled half-way up her body and held her tightly.
