Kitchen Boss

God, I’ve missed her.

Suddenly, Cathy grabs my wrist and pushes my hand away. She begins to undo the buttons of my shirt but stops at the third. Her lips curve into a grin.

“What?” I ask her.

“Just as I thought, you look best in a suit,” Cathy tells me.

I lift an eyebrow. “In a drenched suit?”

“That, too.”

She presses her mouth against mine again as she continues with the rest of the buttons. I decide to help her.

After the buttons are all undone, Cathy peels the wet layer of cotton off my skin. I unbutton and unzip my pants. I let them fall around my knees then pull them off. I throw them out of the shower and hear them fall wetly on the rug. I’m about to take off my underwear as well, but Cathy beats me to it. She kneels on the mat and pulls my boxers down. My erection springs free.

The sight of it seems to make her forget her task. I remove my boxers as she wraps her fingers around my cock. She brushes her lips across the length, then opens her mouth and starts to lick the tip.

The sight of Cathy relishing my cock like a tasty treat sends adrenaline pumping through my veins. The exquisite expression on her face with her eyes closed steals my breath. The sensation of her warm, wet tongue swiping against my sensitive skin over and over makes my hands tremble. I grip her shoulders and let out shallow breaths as I, too, savor the experience. Within seconds, I feel myself become fully hard.

Cathy wraps her lips around the tip of my cock, takes me inside her sinful cavern of a mouth and sucks. I throw my head back. Her mouth can’t accommodate the entire rod of flesh, but the friction from her lips and tongue as she moves her head back and forth is enough. Each time the leaking tip of my cock collides with the roof of her mouth, I shiver and hiss.

Fuck. Now, this is sublime service worthy of a Michelin star.

Cathy moves her head faster. One of her hands cradles my heavy balls. The other grips my ass.

I place my hands on the top of her head and let my fingers become entangled with her damp hair. I stroke it to prevent myself from holding her head in place, which a part of me has the urge to do.

Hold her head in place and pound into her sweet mouth.

She fondles my balls gently and moans around my cock. I feel it quiver against her tongue. The excitement buzzing through my veins intensifies. My balls grow even heavier and my cock feels on fire.

“Cathy.” I pull her hair and try to push her off me as I feel the pleasure about to reach its peak. “Let go. I’m com – ”

She doesn’t let go, though, and it’s too late. The pleasure hits. My cock explodes inside her mouth. My hips jerk as they take a life of their own. My fingers dig into Cathy’s scalp as grunts, gasps and curses leave my lips.

“Fuck!”

When it’s over, I take a moment to catch my breath. Then I take my hands off Cathy’s head and step away. A trail of white liquid oozes out of the corner of her mouth and trickles down her chin. Her cheeks look like they’re full of it.

“You don’t have to swa – ”

Cathy looks me in the eye and does precisely that – swallows. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, then licks her lips.

I place my hand on my neck and sigh. “What am I going to do with you?”

“What?” She gets off her knees and gives me a puzzled look. “Is it wrong for me to swallow?”

“Not wrong, but I didn’t want you to.”

“Why not?”

“It’s…”

Well, Evelyn didn’t like it. Then again, Cathy isn’t Evelyn.

“What if your stomach gets upset again?” I ask her.

“No, it won’t,” she assures me.

She wraps her arms around me and kisses me on the lips. I taste myself on her mouth.

I turn her around. “Now, it’s your turn.”

I throw her hair over one of her shoulders and plant my lips on her nape as I pull her against me. I squeeze her breasts and rub her nipples. Cathy gasps.

I keep playing with one as I reach between her legs. A thrill goes through me as she parts them.

Again, I slip a finger inside her. She’s wetter now. I put in another and push them both upward. Cathy lets out another gasp. Her hands grip my arms as she trembles.

I lick her ear as I move my fingers in and out. Then I pull them out entirely and search for her sensitive nub. I know I’ve found it when Cathy throws her head against my shoulder. I tease it and she starts letting out soft cries that bounce off the tiles. Her hands grip my hips.