I roamed the aisles in Cirilla's wondering what I should buy. I had an exact plan of what I wanted to do tonight, but before I went to the store I had to get what I needed here. Finally I found the restraints I wanted and got another little added bonus with them. I paid and swung by the store to get flowers and the food I would need to make us dinner tonight.
Last time I was at Laurens I wore a low cut short dress. This time I wore her favorite dress. It was a soft black material, not really a fancy dress, but it was so low cut that I had to make sure to pull up my dress a couple times throughout the night. Tonight I wouldn't have to worry about that. In fact I wore this dress for the very reason that it was so low cut. I grabbed the flowers and the food and knocked on the door. She opened it and smiled.
I would probably never get over her smile. I handed her the flowers and went inside.
"I'm glad you're here, I'm starving." She grinned.
I began getting things out. I smiled to myself, "Hungry for what?"
"You're such a smart ass. You know what I'm hungry for." Lauren walked up behind me and put her hands on my hips.
I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, she unnerved the fuck out of me sometimes. She pressed herself against me and began to kiss my bare neck. I put my arms above my head and played with her hair. My lips were level with her ear and as she bit down I moaned softly.
"If we start the night out like this you will not get food."
Lauren smiled, "You like to cook, and you can indulge me and cook at the same time right?"
I laughed at the challenge. "I told you I could take whatever you can dish out. Just keep up with me." I winked at her as I began to heat the oven and put the shredded pork in to keep it warm. Then I began to cut the steak into strips.
"Mmmmm, tacos?" Lauren tightened her grip on my hips and I pressed myself back into her. She kissed the back of my neck and left to go put some music on.
I caught my breath and was glad that I decided to not wear underwear again. As the music came on I started to concentrate more on getting dinner done. I swayed to the beat of the music and sautéed the steak and shrimp for the tacos. I felt her behind me again and as I cooked and pushed into her. She grabbed my hips again and I swayed in time to the beat.
Finally I couldn't take anymore and I turned off the burner before turning around and kissing her. I ran my hands up her sides and around to her back. I massaged her back while kissing her. Her hands wandered behind me and she squeezed my ass. I moaned into her mouth and pressed my chest against hers. She sighed and moved one hand to my breasts. I gasped as she massaged my breast through the dress.
I managed to squeak out that dinner was done.