It has been a whirlwind few weeks. A few weeks ago I was only fucking Andrew in my head. But since Andrew and mine's first sexual encounter in the alley behind the restaurant that has all changed. What was once only in my dreams, has now been played out in real life many times.
Besides the amazing sex, Andrew makes me feel special, beautiful, and wanted like I have never felt before. I come from a great family, whom loves me very much. But they have to love me and tell me that I am beautiful. Andrew chooses to! He makes sure that I know that I am the only girl for him.
Andrew and I spend as much time as we can together. We sleep over most nights at each other's apartments. Actually he is over here at my place right now. He is still asleep in my bed. We had a long and busy night at the restaurant. We skipped going out afterwards with the others like we do. We have also managed to keep our romance quiet at work and with our friends and family. I was not planning on having a relationship with anyone I work with. I want to be sure this is going to work and I am not sure how this will affect my authority as head chef and just want to be careful until we are ready for everyone to know.
It is eight in the morning and I am making his favorite breakfast from his childhood, only with a twist. Including hummingbird pancakes (made with bananas, pineapples and pecans, topped with whip cream), and sausage links. I have coffee brewing. All the smells from breakfast are mixing in the air making it smell so good in here!
I am wearing nothing but his t-shirt and my glasses of course. My hair is a mess from our fucking the night before, but I tried to use my fingers to somewhat tame it.
I have my favorite band, "The Civil Wars," playing on my iPod. One of my favorite songs of theirs, "Poison and Wine," is filling the kitchen. I am swaying back and forth getting lost in the heart wrenching lyrics of a troubled couple. "You only know what I want you to know. I know everything you don't want me to. Your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine. You think your dreams are the same as mine......Oh I don't love you, but I always will. Oh I don't love you, but I always will...."
"What more could a man ask for first thing in the morning?" Andrew says, startling me. "Breakfast, coffee, and a sexy girl in my t-shirt" then whistles at me.
I turn around to see Andrew standing in the kitchen doorway wearing his black and grey lounge pants with a devious look on his face. His eyes were glowing like fire, filled with lust. His soft, delightful lips slightly parted, ready to be ravished. I can see his happy trail leading to a delicious place that I have come to know very well. My mouth went dry at the divine sight of him.
"Is it ready? Man I am famished." He says with a devilish smile on his face. He knows good and well what I am hungry for now and it isn't food. But two can play that game.
"If you are talking about breakfast, then yes it is." I say turning on my heel and begin making our plates and cups of coffee. "Did you sleep well? I know I did, I always sleep better when you are in my bed. Especially right after great sex!"
"You do? You must have slept very well last night then." He says with a wink and a crooked smile. Man I love his mouth and the things he does with it.
I walk over to the kitchen island where Andrew is sitting and sit down our coffee, then our plates of pancakes and sausage. As I sat down I made sure to touch him with my ass lightly. "As a matter of fact I did sleep very well last night, thank you very much. Now eat up my hungry man!"
We sit next to each other lightly touching each other every once in a while. I took my finger and dragged it across the whip cream topping on my pancakes and slowly licked it off my finger, watching him the whole time. I could see him shift and knew I was getting to him. However Andrew was trying to hide it. I picked up one of my sausage links and began sucking the juices off of it. I was enjoying every tantalizing moment of teasing him. This went on for a few more minutes, until Andrew couldn't take it any longer.
Andrew stood up and turned me around in my stool so he is standing between my legs and staring deep into my eyes. I could see he was very turned on. His erection was tenting his lounge pants and was getting ever closer to my now moist pussy. He starts to reach his hand toward my face. Thinking he was going to tuck my hair behind my ear like he usually does before kissing me. I was surprised as he kept reaching. He leans into me and gets some whip cream from my pancakes and brings his fingertip to my mouth.
"Open," Andrew demands.
He is sexy as hell when he is demanding. I open my mouth and he slips his finger in.
"Now, suck on it." He continues in his stern voice.
I do as I am told and begin licking and sucking his finger. It tasted sweet. Andrew ran his other hand up and down my thigh. Each time he was getting closer and closer to my increasingly aching womanhood. He gets more whip cream on his finger. This time putting it below my ear, then licked it off with his silken tongue.
"Raise your arms up." Andrew tells me. I again do as he demands. He then lifts the shirt off me and throws it over to the side somewhere. Leaving me completely exposed. My C cup breasts are now bare and my nipples grow hard, as the cool air from the fan above brushes over them.
He continues putting whip cream on my collar bone, where I have a tattoo with a few small birds flying away, and then he licks the whip cream off and then kisses each bird. This makes me smile.
Then Andrew moves down to my milky white, supple breasts. He takes his time to tease each nipple, licking and sucking one after the other. His mouth on my breasts feels exquisite and I begin to moan as he nips them gently. He continues rubbing his hands on my inner thighs softly, which gives me goose bumps all over my body.
Then he grabs my waist and lifts me up to the counter. He must have moved my plate at some point, I didn't even notice. He then puts the whip cream on his finger again. He gives me a soft gentle kiss. I am reeling at the thought of where he is going with his finger this time. Then he slowly slips it into my tight hot pussy.
He is being such a tease with this pace though. It is taking all the power within me to not take control. Instead I succumb to his pace and just allow him to make a meal out of me. I tangle my hands in his hair while Andrew continues to invade my mouth with his tongue. I begin biting and tugging on his bottom lip. I hear him groan. Andrew slips in another finger and begins pumping them faster and using his thumb to work my clit. This is more my speed!
"Andrew! That feels so good. Yeah.... Keep it up." I begged him.
I take one of my hands and slowly trace his neck, shoulder, chest with my fingertips. Finding my way to his happy trail that leads me to that place I love! I untie the string on his lounge pants and gently tug as they fall to the floor. Andrew steps out of them and kicks them away. I begin groping his perfect ass. I run my fingernails up to his back and back down again finding my way to his happy trail again. This time I followed it all the way down and wrapped my small hands around his big hard cock and started pumping. The faster I pumped his fat shaft, the faster his fingers worked my pussy.
"Tori you are so fucking sexy you know that don't you?" He said as we continued kissing and as he kept finger fucking me and playing with my clit.