Sarah got up and into the kitchen, naked except for her open panties. She had almost everything prepared already, but she still was nervous about screwing things up. She had made lasagna countless times before, but what if this time it wasn't any good, or what if her way of making it wasn't good enough.
She turned the oven on, and threw it in.
The moment of judgment would be all over her in about half an hour when it was ready.
As she turned around, Steve had gotten up too and was standing in the doorway to the kitchen. Sarah liked his naked figure, and how he was just standing there, observing her. His penis was relaxed, which she realized she had hardly ever seen before. This was even more intimate than with a full on erection. This was his natural, naked self.
He approached her, and as he was standing right behind her, she could feel his soft, un-agitated dick against her butt. It felt cute in a way.
Steve put his arms around her waist, without touching neither her breasts or her pussy. She wouldn't have minded that, but this felt different, caring.
"It smells really good." He said as he kissed her neck from behind.
Sarah thought he just said that to be nice, after all he had smelt her rather than her cooking, nevertheless, she loved his gentle lips against her skin.
"I hope you'll like it." She replied, and Steve had no idea how much weight she was putting behind those words, how nervous she was.
"It will take a while, do you want to watch a movie or something?" She proposed.
Steve couldn't remember the last time he had been watching a movie, neither did he remember which one it was.
"Sure." He replied and followed her to her living room, which more or less consisted of a delimited part of her rather small apartment.
Sarah turned the TV on, and it was in the middle of a movie neither of them recognized, but it felt perfect to keep in the background to casually throw an eye at every now and then.
She crawled up against him and he put his arm around her. Having her close like this was undeniably a very nice feeling, but he couldn't shake the fact that he was wrong for her.
Sarah was young, she probably wanted to start her own family some day, and Steve had just ended his. He couldn't really see himself start all over again. Marriage, house, family... kids. She probably wanted to have a couple of those of her own too, but did he?
He knew these were serious matters, and unless he ended his affair with her, these topics would be on the table one day.
But not today, not tonight.
Eventually the food was ready, and Steve let Sarah go and get it. She served him and was anxiously waiting for his reaction.
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah, it was good." He actually liked it, not that he had had any doubts about her cooking in the first place, but it was in fact very good.
"Almost as good as your pussy." He added and smiled at her.
Sarah was relieved, obviously he had to make a joke about it, but knowing how much he liked her pussy, she decided to let it pass as a compliment. She admitted to herself that it in fact was good, she liked it, and she was hungry.
It was something really romantic about sitting like this, naked, having dinner together, and when they had both finished, she let the dishes remain on the table.
That could wait until tomorrow.
She crawled back up against him, and he caressed her as they kept half an eye on the movie. They were both quite tired, and in the comfort of his arms, she fell asleep with her head on his chest, listening to the sound of his breaths growing heavier.
When she woke up, it was already late, and the room was dark. She had slid down from his chest, and was now resting against his thigh. She could tell by his breathing that he was sleeping.
She realized that she was just inches away from his sleeping cock. She turned her head so she could watch it, and there it was, relaxed, resting, as if it was waiting for her to... kiss it.
The thought of her touching it while he was still asleep, filled her with a tingling sensation of mischief. It excited her, made her pussy spring to life, heating up, starting to get wet.
Carefully she reached in closer to it. She felt the scent of it, the arousing smell of his cock.
How relaxed it was fascinated her. Was this how it looked like when it wasn't after her? When it wasn't trying to enter her? Was this penis the same as the hard throbbing cock she had squeezed herself around so many times, making it cum inside of her?
She couldn't help herself from leaning in and giving it a kiss, just a little one.
It instantly reacted, twitched. For a moment she thought that Steve had woken up, but he seemed to remain asleep. She leaned in for another kiss, and another. For each kiss it seemed to wake up a little more. She paused for a while, she didn't want to bother it too much. She waited for it to relax a little, before she kissed it again.
For every time her lips touched his soft penis, she got more and more aroused, to the point where she reached down between her legs. She was wet now, and she had almost forgotten about her open panties giving her direct access to touch herself.
She wanted to taste him, if she did it really carefully, maybe he wouldn't wake up.
Sarah leaned in, wrapped her lips around it, and it instantly reacted to the warmth of her mouth, and it started to stretch itself. She could feel how it was growing, filling her mouth. She loved the taste of it, it made her horny. This was really naughty.
She slowly circled her tongue around it, and Steve started to make sounds in his sleep. Probably he was having the best dream of his life, as she started to move her lips up and down along his growing shaft. She had never felt anything like it, a man growing from fully relaxed to an erection in her mouth like this, and it just kept growing.
With her hand between her legs, she kept caressing herself, a finger in her wet slit, teasing her entrance. Hooking it, letting it slide in. She was pulsating, horny, gripping around the finger.
She got reminded of her new toy, she felt more and more curious about trying it, but not as long as Steve was there, she wanted her own time with it. She couldn't help reaching further back with her finger.
All wet from her pussy, she let her finger circle around her rear entrance, her ass. She pressed rhythmically with the tip against it, the hole. She had tried it before, but being as horny as she was now, it hadn't felt quite as good as this. It was like it wanted her to enter, and eventually the tip of her finger slid inside, just ever so slightly. The feeling of how tight she was, and how she clenched herself around her finger, was really exciting.
