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really so important that he couldn’t
call them back? I got to the bottom of the stairs and tried to listen in on
what he was saying, but he moved into the bathroom and shut the door.
I could have continued to try and listen to his call,
but instead decided to go to the kitchen and make some breakfast. My mind was
racing though, thinking about who he was talking to that was so important. It
seemed odd, but then again; nothing about the situation with Chris seemed
normal.
When he was off his phone call, Chris slipped his
jeans on and came into the kitchen. I stood naked and was preparing pancakes
for us to eat. I had not made pancakes in years. My health-conscious mind had
always thought they were too full of carbs and calories. But as we sat down and
I ate the first batch of pancakes, I was instantly transported to when I was a
child.
“Now this has got to be the best breakfast I have ever
had,” Chris said as he sat down at the island counter.
“You haven’t even tasted anything yet.”
“Hmmm no I haven’t. I should taste something.” His
eyes fixated on my pussy and I couldn’t help feel myself get a little
embarrassed. I could still remember very vividly his tongue on me the night we
first slept together. It was absolutely delightful.
“Here are some pancakes, taste these for now.”
He looked disappointed, but then delved into the
pancakes. By this time it was well into the evening and starting to get dark.
I’m not sure why I had decided on making pancakes, except for my body clock was
so off from the sex we had been having all night long.
“These are some delicious pancakes,” he said as he
shoveled more and more of them into his mouth. I couldn’t make pancakes fast
enough to fill him up, but I kept trying.
“Do you want any more?”
“Oh no, but there is something else I want.” He looked
at my wetness again. “But since I can’t have that right now, how about you give
me your phone number?”
I smiled at how adorable he was. He was sweet and sexy
and I had totally forgot I was still mad at him.
“Well what if you don’t have a phone again for two
weeks?” I said with a wink.
“I’ll try harder this time.”
There was something in how he said that which made me
think he actually would have to try pretty hard to get away from his work and
call me.
Chapter 18
“So are you going to tell me what you do for work?” I
asked.
“I would tell you but then I’d have to kill you,”
Chris said in his best James Bond voice.
I had a sneaking feeling that he wasn’t joking though.
He was certainly built to be part of some sort of special-forces group or elite
military branch. His chiseled muscles covered every inch of his body. Even his
hands looked like they had muscles on them, I had never met a man who had
muscles on his hands.
But something about Chris struck me as not being in
the military. He seemed a little too rough around the edges to work for the
government. Instead, I thought he looked more like some sort of private
security guy or something like that. I really had no idea.
“Seriously, give me a clue. Are you in the military?
Police? Insurance salesman?” I smiled at the last one. He certainly didn’t look
like an insurance salesman. If he were, I would buy every kind of insurance
possible. Maybe that would be a good job for him.
“I really can’t talk about it. But yes, it’s something
involving police and security.”
“Thank you,” I said.
Even though he had not given away any secrets, it
helped to know a tiny bit about what he did. My mind still whirled with all the
possibilities of what he really did when he was gone for weeks at a time. I
also couldn’t stop thinking about why he had moved to Bain, Missouri. It wasn’t
like we were on the map as a big up and coming town to live in.
“Can I ask you something else?” I smiled and leaned my
naked breasts over the counter.
His eyes weren’t on mine, instead he watched closely
as my nipples
call them back? I got to the bottom of the stairs and tried to listen in on
what he was saying, but he moved into the bathroom and shut the door.
I could have continued to try and listen to his call,
but instead decided to go to the kitchen and make some breakfast. My mind was
racing though, thinking about who he was talking to that was so important. It
seemed odd, but then again; nothing about the situation with Chris seemed
normal.
When he was off his phone call, Chris slipped his
jeans on and came into the kitchen. I stood naked and was preparing pancakes
for us to eat. I had not made pancakes in years. My health-conscious mind had
always thought they were too full of carbs and calories. But as we sat down and
I ate the first batch of pancakes, I was instantly transported to when I was a
child.
“Now this has got to be the best breakfast I have ever
had,” Chris said as he sat down at the island counter.
“You haven’t even tasted anything yet.”
“Hmmm no I haven’t. I should taste something.” His
eyes fixated on my pussy and I couldn’t help feel myself get a little
embarrassed. I could still remember very vividly his tongue on me the night we
first slept together. It was absolutely delightful.
“Here are some pancakes, taste these for now.”
He looked disappointed, but then delved into the
pancakes. By this time it was well into the evening and starting to get dark.
I’m not sure why I had decided on making pancakes, except for my body clock was
so off from the sex we had been having all night long.
“These are some delicious pancakes,” he said as he
shoveled more and more of them into his mouth. I couldn’t make pancakes fast
enough to fill him up, but I kept trying.
“Do you want any more?”
“Oh no, but there is something else I want.” He looked
at my wetness again. “But since I can’t have that right now, how about you give
me your phone number?”
I smiled at how adorable he was. He was sweet and sexy
and I had totally forgot I was still mad at him.
“Well what if you don’t have a phone again for two
weeks?” I said with a wink.
“I’ll try harder this time.”
There was something in how he said that which made me
think he actually would have to try pretty hard to get away from his work and
call me.
Chapter 18
“So are you going to tell me what you do for work?” I
asked.
“I would tell you but then I’d have to kill you,”
Chris said in his best James Bond voice.
I had a sneaking feeling that he wasn’t joking though.
He was certainly built to be part of some sort of special-forces group or elite
military branch. His chiseled muscles covered every inch of his body. Even his
hands looked like they had muscles on them, I had never met a man who had
muscles on his hands.
But something about Chris struck me as not being in
the military. He seemed a little too rough around the edges to work for the
government. Instead, I thought he looked more like some sort of private
security guy or something like that. I really had no idea.
“Seriously, give me a clue. Are you in the military?
Police? Insurance salesman?” I smiled at the last one. He certainly didn’t look
like an insurance salesman. If he were, I would buy every kind of insurance
possible. Maybe that would be a good job for him.
“I really can’t talk about it. But yes, it’s something
involving police and security.”
“Thank you,” I said.
Even though he had not given away any secrets, it
helped to know a tiny bit about what he did. My mind still whirled with all the
possibilities of what he really did when he was gone for weeks at a time. I
also couldn’t stop thinking about why he had moved to Bain, Missouri. It wasn’t
like we were on the map as a big up and coming town to live in.
“Can I ask you something else?” I smiled and leaned my
naked breasts over the counter.
His eyes weren’t on mine, instead he watched closely
as my nipples
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