23-03-2019, 01:51 PM
We both went to the kitchen. It was 12:45 PM . No doubt she was famished. I looked around, deciding what to make. Meanwhile Pooja lifted herself on to one of the empty slabs in kitchen, found a banana and started eating one.
“What will my princess like to have for lunch?” I asked
“Any thing that can be made fast, otherwise I’m going to eat you” she replied biting another piece off that banana.
I bowed my head. “I’m at your service your highness; please eat whatever part of me you find delicious. Though the way you are eating that banana, I can guess which part of me you would like.” I said mischievously.
“You naughty rascal!” she shouted, smiling and threw the banana skin at me.
I caught it expertly and threw it in the waste bin.
“ Ok ! I can make Pasta with vegetables and of course I have the wine to go with it.” I said
“Till when will your stock last? The way you are wasting your most expensive wines, I doubt they will last long” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
“Wasting!” I exclaimed. “I couldn’t have used them more sensibly even if I wanted to. And don’t worry about the stock.
Even if you give me company every day and we drink twice the amount we have drunk till now, it would take another six months for the stocks to deplete. ”
She laughed with that inimitable tinkle.
I meanwhile went about the kitchen, cutting vegetables, putting water on the cooking range and making Pasta. We talked, laughed and cracked few jokes until conversation shifted to Yash’s return.
She was looking at the floor, her feet hanging in the air, making nervous movements. She did not realize that the bath robe had fallen open at her thigh and her creamy little thigh was again exposed for my pleasure.
“How will I face Yash after all this?” She asked softly still looking at the floor.
I quickly went to her side, lifted her chin gently and looked in her big innocent eyes.
“Don’t ever be guilty, especially when your heart was into it. Enjoy it like a beautiful dream till it lasts and then forget completely about it. We may have done something in the heat of moment, but don’t ever feel violated.
Trust me it was such a pure ( www.celebritysexstories.net ) thing and such a beautiful setting that even the God himself could not have written the script any better.” With that I kissed her on her lips and hugged her tightly. She seemed to forget her worries and hugged me back.
“I shall never forget these moments spent with you Aryan. You surely know how to treat a lady” she said.
We were brought out of this spell by the sound of water boiling. We both laughed and I quickly went about trying to save the Pasta from burning.
I lay down the table while she busied herself with binging wine glasses.
“That’s like a good girl. Now do some thing better and go to the bar and bring a wine of your choice.” I said.
“B….but I don’t know anything about the wines” she pleaded.
“Anything you choose will be fine by me.” I replied assuring her.
“What will my princess like to have for lunch?” I asked
“Any thing that can be made fast, otherwise I’m going to eat you” she replied biting another piece off that banana.
I bowed my head. “I’m at your service your highness; please eat whatever part of me you find delicious. Though the way you are eating that banana, I can guess which part of me you would like.” I said mischievously.
“You naughty rascal!” she shouted, smiling and threw the banana skin at me.
I caught it expertly and threw it in the waste bin.
“ Ok ! I can make Pasta with vegetables and of course I have the wine to go with it.” I said
“Till when will your stock last? The way you are wasting your most expensive wines, I doubt they will last long” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
“Wasting!” I exclaimed. “I couldn’t have used them more sensibly even if I wanted to. And don’t worry about the stock.
Even if you give me company every day and we drink twice the amount we have drunk till now, it would take another six months for the stocks to deplete. ”
She laughed with that inimitable tinkle.
I meanwhile went about the kitchen, cutting vegetables, putting water on the cooking range and making Pasta. We talked, laughed and cracked few jokes until conversation shifted to Yash’s return.
She was looking at the floor, her feet hanging in the air, making nervous movements. She did not realize that the bath robe had fallen open at her thigh and her creamy little thigh was again exposed for my pleasure.
“How will I face Yash after all this?” She asked softly still looking at the floor.
I quickly went to her side, lifted her chin gently and looked in her big innocent eyes.
“Don’t ever be guilty, especially when your heart was into it. Enjoy it like a beautiful dream till it lasts and then forget completely about it. We may have done something in the heat of moment, but don’t ever feel violated.
Trust me it was such a pure ( www.celebritysexstories.net ) thing and such a beautiful setting that even the God himself could not have written the script any better.” With that I kissed her on her lips and hugged her tightly. She seemed to forget her worries and hugged me back.
“I shall never forget these moments spent with you Aryan. You surely know how to treat a lady” she said.
We were brought out of this spell by the sound of water boiling. We both laughed and I quickly went about trying to save the Pasta from burning.
I lay down the table while she busied herself with binging wine glasses.
“That’s like a good girl. Now do some thing better and go to the bar and bring a wine of your choice.” I said.
“B….but I don’t know anything about the wines” she pleaded.
“Anything you choose will be fine by me.” I replied assuring her.
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